Jitter Issue #3
The Noise
The NoiseThe noise, the noise screeching and chilling,shadows of sins, reminding of killing.The noise, the noise rings out from beyond;the call of the dead, rise of the haunt.Feel the heartbeat: Thump. Thump.The noise, the noise grows louder and fasterwith each passing moment, wreaking disaster.It's after me. Cowardly, I shrink before the power.It grows louder,Louder,LOUDER!Feel the heartbeat: Thump, thump! Thump, thump!The noise, the noise—it's attacking me!Flee, you beast! Leave me to be!There is only evil on my soul to feast!Release my heart to the Lord I plead!Feel the heartbeat: Thump, thump, thump, thump!The noise, the noise... now it is gone;recedes to the grave, the darkness beyond.I am at peace, left here to ponder'bout the noise left in time; continuum yonder.Feel the heartbeat: Thump. Thump.The noise, the noise, the tick of the clockcalms my temper while it silently knocks.Tick tock temper. The clock is the muffler.The noise I suffered but no more, no longer.It grows softer,softer,softer...BAM! BAM! The clock strikes twelve;mid of the night, the hour of hell.I am startled, not scared, by the powerful bell,but I fear no more. The noise has settled.No time for fear, only for bed.I glance at the clock before laying my head.Tick tockTick tockTick tockTick...the clock is dead.There is no heartbeat.