Recording the sounds
of your disappearance
has been an arduous task.
With a boom mic
and some headphones
I have uncovered
tiny fragments here and there.
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4 comments:
A sad way of putting it, but, oh so Brian..
This reminds me of a wonderful French film called Ecoute les Temps, have you seen it? You've summed up its plot brilliantly here
The longing is very apparent in this one. It leaves me feeling lonely.
This is quite tasty. I love the essence of this piece... very smart and very pointed. Well written!
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