[microsound] morning prose

[Adam Davis]

The slowest flange; the most benevolent background hiss. Airwaves through
the airways, and a cold, blue flow streaming through a pipe.

"Glowing antenna transmits warmth atop tower block."

>From a Northumbrian transmitter crackling in sepia, a similarly warm and
lovely message.

The blinding transmission is also the sun in the aether of grey
clouds...pops and crackles, the rain...

Little islands rise out of the ocean of tape.

How much cosiness is there in the universe? A nostalgic and whimsical return
to an old form. Warm is the sleeping bag of the biological vessel...gentle
lethargy and slightly aching joints sheltered from the rain.

~

Best,
Adam
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