Did you hear that sound?

It was not sweet.

Like the crushing of glass

under high heeled feet,

Like the smashing of plates

on a kitchen wall

Like the wandering bird

zooming in a fall.

Like the crack of thunder

in broad daylight

Or the howling of wind

in blinding night.

Tearing sounds of ectasy

Did you hear that sound?

Or was it just me?


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