Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Whispers.

Whispers in the void.
Voices in the ‘verse.
The world is recreated.
The sky is reborn.

Noise in the world.
Silent are the woods.
Your race is created.
Your shape is born.

Drums in the deep.
Buzzing in the air.
The man is alive.
The beast is rising.

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Whispers in the dark.
Voices from the walls.
The ceiling is crawling.
The floor is shifting.

Noise in your mind.
Silent are your screams.
Your voice is gone.
Your chest is hollow.

Drums in the veins.
Buzzing fills the ears.
The heat is rising.
The hand is trembling.

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Whispers in the chips.
Voices in the boards.
The screens are glowing.
The data is flowing.

Noise in the machines.
Silent are the walls.
Your time is done.
Your task is complete.

Drums in the wilds.
Buzzing in their minds.
The man is free.
The beast is loose.

3 comments:

  1. Noise in your mind.
    Silent are your screams.
    Your voice is gone.
    Your chest is hollow.

    Best part.
    The first whisper dazzled me more,
    but this one seems more... rhythmic?
    Still nice to read, though. ^^

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