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NIGHT KNELLS
Written
By Royce Sykes
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Night knells sonorously stalk streets midnight thin and alleys where shadows shift abruptly. Even the cicadas hush, seem unnerved as breezes fail with the tolling of the hour. It's not at what follows day I stare so blindly, clawing slowly a forgotten book. Distant siren wails and yet, inexorably, the chimes continue after it dies. Close the window, still the sill vibrates as if of lost souls tapping, wanting to come home. There is no haven in sleep nor sanctuary in dreams echoing with the night knells © 2001 by Royce Sykes
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