Poem, Sound, Food, Manufactured Empties
Counter Pulse
May 18, 2025
with fine tuning
my noise cancellation
erases only voices
in diners alone
coffee machines
become language
familiar staff
writing notes
tipped heavy
with finer tuning
all people things
vanish
dancing trees
storm leisure city
as lightning
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