Twota
02-23-2020, 08:00 PM
Stuck in disconnected silence
With pastel hands crossed in protest,
It sat sulking and listening;
Its council of numbers circled
In auditory quarantine
Mutely arguing about the
Capricious character of sound.
With pastel hands crossed in protest,
It sat sulking and listening;
Its council of numbers circled
In auditory quarantine
Mutely arguing about the
Capricious character of sound.