by galaxy15melbourne, Victoria, Australia
Jul 2010 502 Views 6 comments
White Noise
When I speak to myself,
I sound like a wireless set tuned just before a station.
A white noise with the essence of conversation,
peaking to treble and drumming the white noise to bass.
But I cannot understand what it is I am saying.
I sound like a wireless set tuned just before a station.
A white noise with the essence of conversation,
peaking to treble and drumming the white noise to bass.
But I cannot understand what it is I am saying.
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Posted: Jul 2010
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Comments (6)
dig this piece!
rob
i sat listening to this noise once
to check if i could hear any alien
messages..
Cheers folks
much appreciated
G