Sound of Vitality

It’s the sound of a whipcrack,
(whiplash on the windswept road

It’s the sound of reed engines
(engine reels & carburettors

It’s the sound of a small purr
(purrpure lubricants that whirr

It’s the sound of exploded cans
(canplode diode transmissions

It’s the sound of pine whispers
(pinepanic at the smell of snow

It’s the sound of radio burning
(radiospherical planetoid buzz

It’s the sound of dim mechanics
(dim stars on a shadowed orbit

It’s the sound of transplants
(plantlungs panting for daylight

It’s the sound of beige burrs
(burrpools rotating mindlessly

It’s the sound of abstract drills
(drilldown to the rotten old core

It’s the sound of puncture hums
(humdrums split like the rapeseed

It’s the sound of modest tools
(foolswept into the convex blades

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