quite becomes loud
appliances humming
pumps or capacitors
seconds rocking the thin long hand, old clock
fans sucking heat off the new brains
making my things think
whatever they are
sounds
muffled by life
and day
now shout
across dusty floors
through walls
and shelves
sounds that hide by day from as little competition
as the sound of two breaths, sunlight, or the slightest thought
but that rattle inside you when you're the last standing.
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