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19 May 2011

Sound of my Mind

The sound of the sleeping house
Ceiling fans inside, insects outside
Cats which meow and dogs which bark
on other days, are silent tonight

It is the sound of my sleeplessness;
conversations with myself; pulling
out chains of thoughts from my head
splitting and analysing without any conclusion

There is also the sound of passing hours
the lost time which follows a lost sleep;
I listen and probe and probe myself
for traces of stress and strain

I could hear the sound of whispering near my ears
of non-existent ghosts of bygone years
and of near ones who spoke to me a while ago
I resign to the sounds and in time fall asleep.