The Humble Bee:
A Miscellany for the Quiet Hours
Morning Music
The Indescribable Brightness Shone / Projected Images.
The smell of ripe figues in a late summer afternoon.
A soft drone like breeze, soft glitches.
Non-music.
Occasionally brief piano snippets mingle with the breeze. You can
hear the ocean, the sound of children playing, laughing in the
distance. The grass on your hair and body.
The brightness of the sun revealing itself through your eyelids.
When you were a kid you used to lie down in the fields, pretending
that someone was holding you from above and that the sky was pulling
you down, as if you were falling into the sky with your stretched
arms wandering through the clouds.
Whatever your thoughts were, they're gone, replaced by a white
fullness.
Sometimes dissonant notes overlap with soft white noise drones but it
all seems to keep you buried deep in a halo.
The sound of the record player needle cycling over the last grooves.
Glitches, memory fragments.
Wondering slowly into a state of uncousciouness with the sound of a
gentle surf breaking on the nearby shore.
Let go.
05/04/2019
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