The B-Sides of the Golden Record, Track Seven: “Love Poem with Prosopopoeia”
I once lay on a floor while a woman dangled a speaker from a wire, and from that speaker came the sounds of a black hole, and into that black hole I imagined sending a sound of my own, low and tremulous, so I could sing along with gravity. In my dreams, I scream…
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