SOUND POEM
Does a bell go on and on?
Or hit space and dampen anonymously
into the capacitance of some sea?
Does it richochet round forever,
applications of ever lighter feather,
gilding wind and weather?
And thunder…
a long caress sunk in the
dissipating static of
rumbled heat?
~ Lady
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