Technicalities
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Angela Cartwright, Grade 11
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Poetry
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2012
We sleep
Imagined hopes
chime in discordant harmony,
a mellifluous cacophony
echoes in the silence, revealing
disjointed connections.
Each link forges peculiar parallels
through a filmy façade.
We wake
Simulated sounds silently shadow
wide windows to a waiting world,
awakening inspiration.
Motionless. Dawn darkness is
punctuated by lacklustre LED light.
A momentary masterpiece
Anonymous online.