Unseen, unsaid, is it best left un...understood?
"Make an unintro," my mainly unread #clmooc prompt wrote.
Nothing coming to mind, I let my fingers go for a scroll.
I was feeling eye-weary.
I felt around in the dark.
There was an improbable touch...
It occurred to me.
I opened up the sound tool.
"Entropy," I muttered.
I spelt it out on the page.
I looked it up to put a meaning to its sound.
It sounded fine.
It stayed, uninvited, uncalled for, uncut...
A simple sound might make welcome change for me.
I listened to the ensuing unintro.
I was struck by an evidence: such imagination lies in silence.