And what if they, too, were taken away the low notes, the flat notes, the natural sounds? Consonants, vocals, the round O’s I’d miss,
It knows when you intend to starve it, keep it from what it needs, persuade it into danger, when you expose it to pain,
Our house underwater has risen like a submarine composed of a thousand particles of broken crockery and driftwood furniture and scoured porcelain to where