Sub Liminal

Beneath the silent stillness of early morning, I hear the city’s subliminal thrum. It emerges from the shadows, rising to a roar if you acknowledge it. Fears coalesce that way, too. So do secrets, like the one you thought you’d kept from me.

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19 thoughts on “Sub Liminal

  1. I love it. The beginning painted one picture and the end took me in a whole other direction. All of which have their own stories. Very cool!

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