You Should Have Heard The Music We Made!

There’s a hellova EYENNN way off in the distance.

Tearing this morning in two.

Its a familiar noise from the ribbon of black.

As rubber and asphalt unglue.

A jake brake staccato BURRR crackles early morning fog,

Wrenching EYENNN abruptly into RRREEECCH!

Now URP-UURRPPs for a second until the culminating SPAM!

Then its metal mashy SPU-LAM!! (oh gawd, no!) TINKLE.

Followed by SPLSSSHHH and TINC…TINC…TINC of stuff steaming and cooling down.

Mighta heard an OOHHNNGG and maybe HARV, HARVEEE! too.

But WHHISSH the wind-tree symphony wringed all airborne sounds out.

Almost like the noise was never there.

And uh, hey. Wait a minute.

Wha, why am I tied…?

I CAN’T MOVE MY ARMS!

HEY! HEY!

SIR! MADAM!

HEY OVER HERE!

SIR…! MADAM…!

I HEARD SOMETHING HAPPEN RIGHT OVER THERE!

HEY NURSE…! SOMETHING’S HAPPENING OVER THERE!

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.