Blaring sirens echo in a ricocheted disorienting pulse.
Disconnected shocks, detached in the static radio.
Hushed, in the distance quiet rage.
Edged paranoia screams in a chaos sound shaking.
Melancholia hurts in the collapsed jagged sweetly.
In the wreckage lovely something mummers smashed, shouting.
Loudly
"Do you hear me..?"
Lost in the whisper mute.
Noise..breaks.
Author's Notes: Once again thank you anyone reading!
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{A Poetics Collective}-Mini/Short Poetry-Ranged in themes.
PoetryThis is new found to me but wonderful.So that is what these poems will be, the little special ones. Some of them will come from my background poetry that I write randomly but happily. Thanks for reading this and I hope you are amused and this will b...
