Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Ear to the ground
Nothing left
But the rounded sound
Swelling air
Beating, hammering
On your eardrum
The bomb went off
The world went down
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