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The Sound of Silence
The sound of silence whispers paranoia.
Shhhhhhhh. Hear the howling of the wind blowing
through the creeks and crevices of the house.
The sound of silence mutters paranoia.
I don’t hear anything.
BAM, there goes the bathroom door upstairs.
The sound of silence speaks paranoia.
I’m home alone -- why’d the door slam?
Someone else is in the house
I know it!
The sound of silence yells paranoia.
I hear a voice, whispering my name.
What do they want? What did I do?
The bedroom door is my fortress,
like an entrance into a dark cavelike bomb shelter.
The sound of silence screams paranoia.
1...2...3... breathe. 1...2...3... breathe.
My heart is quarreling with my brain-
separating reality and imagination.
The sound of nothing breathes paranoia.
Ahhhh!
I can’t stand this anymore.
My legs are quivering.
Here he comes,
closer and closer with his
big, dark, black eyes
that are piercing my heart with his
sharp stare.
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