Saturday, March 14, 2015

Sounds



Dub... Dub... Dub... Dub...
Is the sound of a heart
Beating that proves them alive. . .

Blah... Blah... Blah... Blah...
Is the sound of a voice
Talking endlessly just for anything. . .

Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep...
Is the sound of a phone
Ringing loud like a clock. . .

Tok... Tok... Tok... Tok...
Is the sound of a shoes
Walking back and forth endlessly. . .

Those entire sounds that can hear
Is an endless cycle sound of the world
A never ending part of a life. . .

. . .
J R
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