When I walk in the morning, or at night, it's silent. I am used to hearing everything - the trees, clouds, wind, grass, machines, buildings, shoes. All together they would throw their voices at me and sing. If I had the skill I could write a song from what they used to throw at me.
Now when I walk I hear myself think, and to be perfectly honest, I don't want to hear it.
I just want to know why nothing sings to me anymore.
I'm not even angry.
Just curious.
2 comments:
I don't know, man, but I've never heard anything out of the clouds. If I hear those other objects you listed suddenly drop down to that cumulous null-volume, I'll let you know and we can chat about this worrying portent at length.
I adore the style of writing you condensate into this world :D
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