Skronk Noise
If I were lucky I wouldn’t be writing this
poem
and thinking
that straight-ahead skronk noise
like broken glass jumpily undermodulated
lacks obviously simple instinctive
subtlety
one angry chainsaw too many
two bluejays squawk spears
three nervous nellies neigh
four agitated turnstiles screech
five punk bands plurally pogo
six
raised highways traffic-howl
However underattuned my hearing method
in patterns I don’t hear (unlike mind-readers)
sounds not
carefully arranged for hearing chomp
one rambunctious lawnmower scream at a time
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