okay, where are you? really?
that’s tee rider’s house. that’s funny.
i’m printing. you’re fine. there’s a
terrific echo in here.
music plays in the distance.
a woman laughs. glasses clink.
footfalls. some colognes, when mixed
with sweat, smell of insecticide.
there’s one right over here. a
door closes down a hallway.
voices murmur. the music
plays. he was working with a
whistling man. how’s everybody’s
monday in here? well, it’s monday.
that’s what i like to hear. the
music swells to a crescendo
of horns and drums. cymbals. a
woman, not the laugher, walks
away. thank you. that’s nice. thank
you. a man coughs. a man laughs.
a woman clears her throat. the
echo in here is immense.
sounds reflect from the echoes
of their echoes. thank you. thank you.
(Copyright 2023 by Tetman Callis.)