Tagged: sound

spending an hour on

spending an hour on
our day off, scavenging for
DIY scraps to

lift our brand new speakers, with
isolation – NIN dreams
.
20210215:1136
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in the middle of

in the middle of
the night, i am recording
the sound of
rain hitting the
concrete alley
behind our home.
other sounds
wander in –
the fridge, a
cough, the memory
of your voice
saying it’s late
.
20180811:0209
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you sound like my mom

please play some music

please play some music
to cover up the smashing
sound as i crush cloves

of garlic between knife and
cutting board, like winged insects
.
20171026:0840
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the sound of water

the sound of water
in the darkness –
an internal alarm
before morning
imports light
.
20161013:2158
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we woke up to

we woke up to
the truth that there
will always be
longing between
us, a surround-
sound of something
else calling
when hearts
are already
intricately tied
.
20161002:1905
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6:53 a.m., an early

6:53 a.m., an early
bird attempts to break up
the droning of cicadas,
poking small holes into
morning’s purposeless
play –
6:57 a.m., the school
bus roars by, picking
up the pieces –
we are awake,
listening,
unlistening
.
20160906:0709
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the first of september

the first of september
passes almost without
a sound, but
for the roar of
cicadas from
outside my
bedroom window,
handing off each
second, as if it were
the leader of the band
.
20160901:1832
y

even when we are

even when we are
a long way from
home, the sound
of your
voice builds
new rooms in
which to grow
.
20160508:2234
y

crashing along the

crashing along the
edge of
morning, sleep-
drenched rhythms –
soft pedaling of
brakes, a flap of
wings, the alarm
beating out a message:
dove ho visto te
.
20150514:0912
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