The Sound of Dying

Sirocco breathe
Stalking me
Skeletal death
A crossroads
Decisions to be made
Deeply disturbing
Wrongly played
I stare at eyes
That pierce back at me
A shadow falls
Thinking radically
Passing muster
A heartfelt prayer
No one’s listening
Do it for a dare?
Synchronous monsters
Slithering home
Silence is golden
Especially when alone
Deepening despair
As eyes start to cry
Is this it?
Did I simply die?
Fading sounds
Darkening
Grounding
Rounding
A corner
Gone.

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Image: The Dying Fall – JG Ballard

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