[“Are they moving because of Sound? I asked myself. / And where are they going? to wherever Sound orders them?” – Roberto Bolaño]
What is that sound, then, so loud?
It is a voice, but without words.
It seems to be a command, but to do what?
Now it is louder, impatient.
It threatens, demands that we understand its demands.
How can we understand, without words?
But then there are words.
We listen,
We do not understand these words, either.
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