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  • Writer's pictureTony Frobisher

Four Minutes After Midnight

Four Minutes After Midnight


00:00

Count the silence between

The twelve strikes, as midnight resonates

Where the streets are silent and empty.

And the clouds gather unseen,

As darkness obscures them.


00:01

Listen to your heartbeat.

A second between each beat,

A night-rhythm, no longer a

Daytime pounding to stress and noise.

Now a gentle trace, pulsing with silence.


00:02

Close your eyes and open

Your soul to dreams, a world

That waits for you. Unlock

The silent doors and enter

Your unconscious thoughts.


00:03

Breathe in. The soft, slow

Rise and fall, chest lifting

Imperceptibly, eyelids beginning

To gently flicker. Who knows what

Dreams you will remember.



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