Click. Rustle. Breathe.
White noise. Rain on concrete.
Muffled, spattering through seeing windows.
Unheard, unfelt, alone.
Breathe. Pause for silence, which reigns.
Hollowed echoes. The distant bass.
Drumbeats, heartbeats, footsteps.
It's here.
A breath -
Monday, August 27, 2007
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