The Lost Art of Listening (1999)
You seem uninterested. I probably need to focus. Better get to the point. Ask me a question. Can you read my non-verbals?
Conch ShellPopsicles hanging from the auricleDrum prophesies on ossiclesWhose wavy hairs filigree the cochlea Decoding spirals along semicircular canalsUntil hieroglyphics from wavesSpinning give the earth vertigo.Listen to these thousand grains of sandAnd beware your beating heartFor Triton's ancient commandWill turn all auditors to stone.[Disposable Poem September 1, 2006]
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