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A figure stood where silence breaks, Where tympan walls and cost collide. Sixty thousand etched in tone, For sound denied, for flesh alone. No plea, no storm, no velvet cry, Just static breath and copper sigh. A voice dissolved in spectral haze, While need outpaced what coin obeys. We, the ones with padded ease, Spend breath like silk, forget disease. But some must trade their pulse for cure, And wear their organs insecure. The ear a vault of sacred tone, Yet poverty carves through flesh and bone. No crown, no robe, no sovereign plea, Just silence learning how to bleed. A witness watched, the moment froze, Where empathy in shadow grows. And I, a ghost within that cost— Of sound, of health, of all that’s lost.
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Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 9:59 AM UTC
A Dirge in Decibels”
White Black Light Dark Soft Loud Calm Chaotic Boring Fun Which do you hear? I hear none
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 5:33 PM UTC
Noise
Who else finds a pause an irritating absence of speech? like  every single Fullstop. is an area that is to far away to reach? that every single absence of sound is a wall so high its impenatrable to breach dependable scenarios are ones which are riddled with noise chaotic and invaluable noise because without noise and sound, songs from lips and barks from hounds our lives are cut too short, because no longer am i able to retort
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
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