<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495338" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sounds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i heard the sound of the clock ticking <br>some things come <br>i am remembering these some things<br>burnt, and melting in my forehead, <br>i like the sound of the ticking of grandfather's<br>clock at night, i hear footsteps <br>and drippings of water<br>from the gutter to the floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the window is closed and the wind makes<br>the sound of someone caught between<br>door jambs, creaking sounds creeping <br>on the wall, something is terrible, really terrible<br>and i turn my body to the left side, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is this storm, and the strong rain comes<br>with the grunting wind, and trees are falling<br>unto each other, i hear leaves and twigs, <br>and the roof wanting to leave the house, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">something is terribly happening on this night<br>of the suicidal darkness, the shimmer of the river<br>looks like a stainless knife </div><div style="margin:10px 0">who's there? i ask the door. The mirror on the other<br>side answers, how dare you? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is nobody. it is just myself, my mouth answers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495338" data-title="The Sounds de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i heard the sound of the clock ticking some things come i am remembering these some things burnt, and melting in my forehead, i like the sound of the ticking of grandfather's clock at night, i hear footsteps and drippings of water from the gut..."></div> </div> </div>

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