Silence is part of the music,
The absence of sound brings to attention
The nature and existence of permeating rhythms.
Purging what’s deemed uncomfortable ferments ignorance
Fear is the premise,
Death of awareness and potential is the conclusion.
In a world that rewards tunnel vision — narrow thinking —
Reasoning I would contextualize as a corridor with no doors —
The deterrent is finding your own two feet.
There are many deaths experienced by the individual
And in preparation for the final one
I have continued to use Earth’s surface as my page —
Course correcting comets — forming craters to pool ink —
Should anyone fly by, they can’t miss what I’ve written
Through all my works
They’ll read what I had to say.
– O.D. ©2021
Art by: Lusidus