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    dots Submission Name: The Funeral of Sounddots

    Author: Birney83
    Elite Ratio:    3.29 - 1/2/2
    Words: 94
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsThe Funeral of Sounddots

    A husky yellow-blue voice
    Streaked with
    Red summer smoke
    Told me not of laughing logs
    Nor of barely green trees
    She whispered
    Water-coloured worlds
    And a future
    Found in delicious drips
    Murmured the blackness of beauty
    And heavy fingers
    Clutching for their orange end
    She sang
    Timeless meanderings
    The melodies of a concrete wood
    And still
    The couch-grass grew
    Hard and coarse
    In its
    And all around

    She spoke of life
    And a soft purple never
    Where her hesitation
    Had a house
    It was
    It was the funeral of sound

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      How could we ever do away with the accidence. ambience acoustics. They are almost intrinsic to the ecstatic vibrations of being. Even without deliberately making a sound we exude inflection. To my mind the essence of totality is almost observable, I hear it speaking. Conversely physicality may cease to exist, will sound survive..........hum....The funeral of sound ....... depressingly desolate concept!

    | Posted on 2013-10-01 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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