13.10.25

Cacophony

                       A harsh discordant mixture of sounds

 

I know what it is. she said

                                 There’s something else, isn’t there?

There is

                    Im relishing it before I say


 

You understand . . . your silence . . is perturbing?

 

    No

Ive always found silence comforting

Its good to stretch out let things come to you   Enter you

 

What is it you’re going to say?

Getting uncomfortabl . .
. . I said perturbed.
 

    Its occurred to me  sometimes   when I write  Im achieving cacographyneither bad handwriting poor spelling I purposefully misspell  but rather I achieve an inked or typed cacophony
                                                                                          Make sense
To me. I’ve read most things you’ve written.

                                                     You are unsettling.
But I think if one’s thinking is elastic.  Oddly.

                                                  Your randomness . . . disorder . . makes sense.

It’s distillation is intriguing.

 

 

    shrugged  Do you agree?

 

Ja  I was enjoying the silence 

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