Melody, Piece, Meat
1. So, it’s the Sound of a Body, pounding, far away
2. No, it’s the Sound of a Car, rumbling, far away, coming closer, as the Body, which was always there, moves away, from the Sound in your Ears, turns to the Body, running in your Sight & sighs
3. As it comes closer, to the point where you feel as if, you could reach out & touch this Body, *it leaves a single low Drone, in your ears, very low to the Ground, now
4. It’s the eminence of breath beating to a Huff mixed with the pounding of the feet on the Ground & you know, from the Sight, from the Sound, the fucker’s going down
5. This sensation leaves a Blow, in your Gut; something physical, as if it is emanating right from your Stomach, to the tips of your Fingers; the Sensation keeps changing & expanding within You, as the Sight & Sound of The Body, moving closer to You, brings itself towards, further, in a deafening Roar
6. & your Face begins to change to a Slang
7. At Times, there is a Sense, as if The Body, at any moment could Enter & begin breaking up right within You
8. Like a Rhythmic Intruder, pressing-in its slow-low Voice
9. & The Heartbeat beats your Heart, beats
10. There enters another whisking-away of a Sound, very High, a Sound similar to the grinding of brakes on the EL, but yet, something more Higher, something more Synthesized; something more Organic with a Mountain of stacking-effects that bury-in a Residual Noise in your Ears, in your Entire Body
11. You turn & see The Car driving away from You now
12. You turn & see The Body, on the Ground, the Nail on it’s Left Foot, scraping across the Pavement, until it snaps right Off
13. Funny, You almost didn’t Hear it, as it only registered within You like the slightest Quake, after it was already long-gone
14. There is a sense of loss, of emptiness.
15. & of course, that Smile, behind the blinds, across the Street
