Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

November 10, 2012

Sounds of the night

Filed under: fragments, music, prose, Uncategorized — Tags: , , , , , , — namelessneed @ 10:26 am

“Here Comes The Night” – Van Morrison

The Hawkline Monster

Do you ever listen to the sounds of the night? I do. It speaks to me like the daytime never will. Not that the daytime cannot speak; I merely do not understand enough of its language.

As a child, I feared the night noises. Of course, that’s only to be expected. After all, a great many of them ten to be unsettling to an already-frightened ear.

All those clinks and clatters, those shatterings and chimings. Just where could they be coming from? And just what could be causing them?

Is there a stranger in the house, or a living shadow stealings its way stealthily along the walls? Perhaps something even worse. You always have to wonder to yourself whether it means any harm, and if so, why does it never just approach you and get it over with?

The world is not the same at night. It moves differently, it…

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