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Not what I heard but did I hear?

By BrenPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

it sounded like an elaborate mess

spilling in slow motion

bubbling like a lava of litter

it's like the devil had a good radio

with a shit antenna

i'd be hearing what i'm hearing

cause i heard it just now

i can hear between the lower wave frequencies

too much noise above and below

convert that to a storable generic energy

the devil has a radio show where you have to guess

if his special guest sold his soul to get to hell

or was just a horrid nasty cunt

and got there by their own merits

i can hear the sounds from in the noise

but there's nothing plugged in

i can hear random noises behind the sounds

and still nothing is plugged in

ordinary conversations

on the big screen in my face

i hear cars on the road

outracing their own wave patterns

soaked in an icy white noise

i can hear stomping and banging

home brand drum lessons

anechoic thoughts

from echo beach

stay there Martha

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Bren

“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me

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    Written by Bren