Made in entropy.

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...

Here present.

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.