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Midnights Voice

(November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

Crazy Mary


'Hello Darkness, My Old Friend.'
As the radio spewed out the words
To the 'Sounds of Silence'. An old
Simon and Garfunkel song.

'I've Come To Talk With You Again.'
and Mary would turn the volume down
quickly and explain.

We were maybe upper teens but Mary
had an understanding beyound the prophets
vision.
She would explain the hidden meanings
of the songs to me.

'Because A Vision Softly Creeping
Left It's Seeds While I Was Sleeping.'
At the time the Vietnam War was raging
and our friends were dying for nothing.

Jake my best High School friend had
died at eighteen. Mary's brother was
listed as missing in action and never
came to conclusion.

After that Mary sort of lost it and
acquired her nickname. But we both
learned to cope with it and music
was the cure we both sought for healing.

'And That Vision That Was Planted
In My Brain Still Remains.'
Mary grew up, older and married.
Some pseudo fake frat guy who
remained eighteen for the rest of his life.

She turned into a pill dropping alcoholic
and one night went to bed and never
woke up again, and I can hear her
voice now as she is singing...

'Deep Within The Sounds Of Silence.'

Submitted: Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, July 22, 2014

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  • Ed Nigma (7/22/2014 10:27:00 PM)

    I enjoyed these lines for the rhyme scheme and the meaning within. 'Because A Vision Softly Creeping
    Left It's Seeds While I Was Sleeping.' Like the paradox within the end and the story that was told. I do have a question about the pseudo fake frat guy?

    Were you meaning to use one of those words and typed both by accident or did you mean to use both sort of to reiterate just how fake the frat guy was? Or was it to say he was sort of fake but not really? Anyways I enjoyed this piece for what it is but that line got me. Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

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