inter— 1900 North 13th
world’s got a noise infection
poison currents crashing through the streets.
“HUSHhh this is a library... please lower your voice.”
[simultaneously] “Sorry, I’m only—”
—ruption. Krakatoa’s voice was carried three thousand miles away
rippling our minds persisting through time, but with nothing to say
not poison, but passion!
open your mind, open your heart
Open your ears, ‘cause listening gears the soul to confront all of the
sadness, cataclysmic madness, cymbals crashing, volcanic creation,
bursting limitations, revolution rising into
Listen closely ‘fore the sound disappears
when you cannot hear
the... [breathe in deeply]
things fall apart
life returns to stasis it’s the natural way
settling to order clenching tightly to the right to remain
Seated, silent, restrained, compliant, part of the system
Can’t breathe can’t sleep can’t work can’t eat can’t even muster one
good bit of wisdom
disrup-ted Circadian prison
How many dreams deferred
will never be heard?
pointlessly splattered on the pavement,
Built up to a premature combustion
thrown in like grenades and never aimed and...
SHHhh listen. pause. for. the. awareness interruption.