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The pen is rhythmless--

it makes sounds meaningless.

 

explosions land dense

and attenuate into thuds

onto surrounding dead ground

 

screams dissipate soft

into lossy acoustic funnels

like padded white-cloaked rooms

 

I've no need to wonder

why you don't hear..

I know the outer

dead space still hums

 

with the flutter and wave

of wings that sweep away

invader cranes that

linger long their skeleton feet

 

in muddy, waterwashed banks.

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Comments

elPintor

Thu 29th Sep 2016 01:51

Hello, All,

You got it..it must be because we are so much more than our words, David. Though, it can seem like disappearance from the world when we cease to use them. I've seen times when I could barely speak for days on end because I was so far removed from the world I was forced to physically inhabit.

I tried, here, to blend elements of silence, sound, and movement. I suppose that's where the flightless "bird" comes in at the end. It's always there because it's unable to go anywhere of it's own accord--a lazy antagonist who leers and prods and picks because of it's own inherent lack of creativity. I have a hard time coming to terms with it's existence--even within the confines of my own writing.

Thanks for reading and, as always, I'm grateful for your comments.

elP

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Stu Buck

Wed 28th Sep 2016 14:56

oh my. lossy acoustic funnels. if that isnt just wonderful.

love it. as usual, so much interpretation available. i always look forward to your work.

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