a stutter interrupted the sound
as my tongue slipped,
interfered with my rounded lips
the sonic register oscillating
like a transistor radio
sending a coded message
across space and time.
transcriptions countenance
in the college classroom --
liberal arts in the air abound
resound across the sunset evening
after a brief downpour,
outpouring of letters addressed
to noone in particular.
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