The Physics of Sound
What is it about this linguistic statistic on the tip of our ears and roof of our minds, how sadistic?
Both meters additive and compound, dance with notes on a line of vibration going up and down.
A musical line of intervals and phrases seem artistic, but the math involved can’t be realistic.
It is every noise, roused and seeking to cancel your voice, everything heard in which you drown.
It’s getting lost in audio revelry, because of the twist and snap of contour, range, and melody.
Major scale or minor its crime is assault as the drums of your ear are lyrically pounded.
It cuts with sharp notes and a savage tonality; it has the fiercest pitch in all of felidae.
At times it must persist, like a drone effect of the last decibel continuously sounded.
It is the ultimate treasure to find in the listener’s lecture, a pattern of beats in polyphonic texture.
Its divine frequency happens frequently, in which sometimes we thank the lord.
Taking its time is amongst its greatest pleasure and we see now that there is proper measure.
This all started one day when a triad of notes grew bored, made a gang and called it a chord.
It is a noise unless detected, either voice or instrument renowned.
I know it sounds absurd but I promise you, these are the physics of sound.
(2013)
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