Sonance

This is the sound when stars die
This is the sound of six feet of cold damp sod
This is the sound of an unturned page
This is the sound of lichen and moss
This is the sound of an empty bottle and a stale cigarette
This is the sound of yearning
This is the sound when the music stops
This is the sound between heartbeats
This is the sound of unslaked thirst
This is the sound of seclusion
This is the sound of love unrequited
This is the sound of slithering entropy
This is the sound of an unmade bed
This is the sound the eclipse
This is the sound of Eurydice’s step
This is the sound of neglected dolls and forgotten toys
This is the sound of agitated serenity
This is the sound of a teardrop

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