Improvising with voice,
I left the mic open.
The murmur emerged.
Maybe one day it will be heard.
I left the mic open.
The murmur emerged.
Maybe one day it will be heard.
He slowed down his respiration.
A clock ticked noisily in the background.
Out of the silence.
Grew a murmur.
He paused...to listen.
The tick of the clock was deafening.
He tuned out.
Yes there it was:
insistant
resistant
persistant
a murmur.
Who was singing?
He couldn't make out.
His thoughts were drowned out by a clock ticking.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
He tuned out.
There it was again:
insistant
resistant
persistant
a murmur.
Who was singing?
He strained his ears to listen.
He couldn't make it out.
He gulped for breath.
Now it was clear.
The murmur.
The murmur.
The murmur.
Was them...
The murmur was...
The murmur was...
An experiment in emergent sound.
