It's Oh So Quiet (487 hits)
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Submitted by cha-chi (View user info) at 2006-01-08 22:36:02 EST
She is crammed in a tight dark space and they're screaming at her.
"We never talk," one says.
Another pummels her with "We never talk about anything."
The third whispers to her, "We talk too much. I know everything about you."
She tries to ignore them all, covers her ears and hums a tuneless ditty.
She feels one hand clench the base of her ankle and she jumps, attempting to shrug it off.
"Let's talk," the voice demands. "I want to know you."
She reaches down and breaks her ankle at the joint and releases her foot. "You can have it," she says. "Just let me be."
The third voice croons at her, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to. Don't let them push you around."
An arm drapes over her shoulder and the voice continues. "We can just be together. We don't have to talk."
She pushes against one side of the apparently impenetrable wall and gets nowhere.
"Leave me be," she yells. "I don't need you either."
There's no answer but the already tight conflicted space is filled with gentle sobbing threaded through by poetry and lyrics.
"Talk to me about anything," the second voice says.
"I've already done that," she answers.
"I'm so very fond of you," it replies.
She buries her face in her hands and shakes her head. "I just want out. I want to breathe. I want some fucking quiet."
User Reviews
Submitted by sweetkisses (user info) at 2007-06-21 10:15:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
No Comment
Submitted by zoobie2000 (user info) at 2006-01-09 11:20:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
you fucky fucky??
Submitted by Ditka (user info) at 2006-01-09 09:47:43 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
joanie does not love you.
Submitted by HighVoltage900 (user info) at 2006-01-09 09:14:31 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
I got what you were saying. But even for a vignette this lacked substance.
Submitted by simple_catalyst (user info) at 2006-01-09 08:53:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
"Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it's seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out it's warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence."
Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2006-01-09 08:36:40 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
Que?
Submitted by Azk (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:30:48 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:01:02 (#)
Ranking: -2
she turns to the spirit next to her and whispers, "why am I such a cunt?"
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jesus that was funny.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:26:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Can somone in Texas please give Apollo some yay, he's getting cranky (and I dont mean like on crackerjack.)
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Are you speaking in code?
Submitted by MavisMing (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:21:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:01:02 (#)
Ranking: -2
she turns to the spirit next to her and whispers, "why am I such a cunt?"
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Can somone in Texas please give Apollo some yay, he's getting cranky (and I dont mean like on crackerjack.)
Submitted by plastiq (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:05:18 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Perfect.
Submitted by ozzy (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:02:03 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
Not entirely terrible, but a little too abstract for my liking.
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2006-01-09 06:01:02 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
she turns to the spirit next to her and whispers, "why am I such a cunt?"
Submitted by MavisMing (user info) at 2006-01-09 05:43:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2006-01-09 02:57:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Keep looking for your voice.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2006-01-09 01:59:59 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
It's not THAT bad, but it is rather... meh.
I mean what are you saying? You're getting smothered with attention? Faux attention? Then chuck away your mobile phone, stop leaving the house and don't post on internet message boards.
This probably needed more rape.
Submitted by The_Cyst_Master (user info) at 2006-01-09 01:55:12 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by sl4tt3ry (user info) at 2006-01-09 01:16:38 (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2006-01-08 23:26:30 (#)
Ranking: -2
It's oh such a big pile of fucking steamy bullshit.
Submitted by sl4tt3ry (user info) at 2006-01-09 01:16:38 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by cha-chi (user info) at 2006-01-09 00:09:44 (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2006-01-08 23:26:30 (#)
Ranking: -2
It's oh such a big pile of fucking steamy bullshit.
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guess bjork forgot to work that line in.
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Honestly, I didn't read this, I just read the reviews.
That was enough
Submitted by cha-chi (user info) at 2006-01-09 00:09:44 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2006-01-08 23:26:30 (#)
Ranking: -2
It's oh such a big pile of fucking steamy bullshit.
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guess bjork forgot to work that line in.
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2006-01-08 23:26:30 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
It's oh such a big pile of fucking steamy bullshit.


