#vss365 #sound (True story)

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turn your head,

we're passing through the land of the dead
make no #sound,
keep your eyes to the sky
let the dead roll by,
remember, as they pass,
raising a skeletal hand
to the skeleton inside you
the dead are waving hello, not goodbye

Do you hear that ticking #sound too? It won't go away. It's settled deep, somewhere in my middle ear. It gets louder as I try to scratch it. By the time I'm third knuckle deep and bleeding it sounds like a drum. Eventually I pull out the bone and take a look inside. The ticking stops. Uh-oh.
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crows cawing,
accompanied by rustling leaves
the #sound of autumn

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The world gets so loud.
Dogs, cars, TVs, sirens.
Constant layered loops of noise.
Even in silence
the #sound of nature's feedback,
a universal hum
and the blood in my ears.
Beneath that,
my minds constant chatter
with the volume stuck,
somewhere between
annoyance and migraine.

"...he can't have been in #sound mind when he made it."
"Yes, but we'll need to get a good lawyer have it declared invalid."
It's my body that no longer works; my mind and hearing are fine.
I wish I could tell them why I altered the Will - and that they're now proving my decision correct.

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Branches reach down to the sound of the earth, but pause just above the hungering soil — a super-attraction turned. The interval of nothingness balances between curtains sliding in shyness to interweave nearness and avoidance, like musical fingers hardly brushing the tip of an ice asparagus. #vss365

Day 651: Woke up. Wrote a poem. Made some art. Pinned it to the Wall. #Sound #vss365

What is the sound of listening with one ear?

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Running in darkness
I hear a #sound that guides me
Your voice brings me back
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#vss365 In the small hours, Rossmore House woke to a woman shrieking and sobbing beneath the windows.

“Rossmore! Rossmore!”

Servants ran to their master’s room and found him dead in bed. For years they said the #sound had foretold his death. Nobody asked why the banshee came. #Edvane #DarkFantasy

No #sound came out of his mouth. He was shocked and tried screaming. Nothing. He tried to write something down but he couldn't formulate the words. This is how social media companies were dealing with whistleblowers with help from the government.

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Lindisfarne, 793, raiders appear from the mist,

the abbey bell #sound, its rope gripped in a fist.

Brother Aidan pulls with all his might,

his last prayer rings out into the fading light.

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What is the #sound
of a heart breaking?
A soul shaking
with tremors
of terrible finality?
The most radical
changing
is usually the one
that is never heard.

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#FromOneLine 432 #horrorprompt #poetry
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A Tree's Musings On Shut Doors

"My grandfather's walking stick
Was made of the fallen branch
Proffered by an old sloe tree
Standing on a nearby pasture"

They tell everybody in the village

Six inches
Of...

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Sodomy,
Fellatio,
Cunnilingus,
Pederasty,
Father, why do these words #sound so nasty?
#Hair #Musical
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Any knowledge of the self you don't like
you forsake. That's a big plain to be skeptical of.
You don't even have any artificial constructs
that aren't part of a delusion shared to keep fizzling -
a collective hum so you don't run screaming
if only sound is your own breathing.
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