Todd WootenAug 18, 20231 min readThe Illusion of SilenceUpdated: Nov 6, 2023Rated 0 out of 5 stars.No ratings yetBlack and white insects scurryon the rabbit ear TV screen.Bent and twisted. Playing catchand release with the faint signal.Scarecrow of the eightiesmore suited for hanging clothes.Dad's tongue bit in concentration.Efforts to lick the invisible images.Eardrums smacked with the static whilecupped hands swat away the buzz.Deep inside the border of closed eyesa voice notes each irrelevant detail.Like a passenger on an interstate drivewho reads every billboard out loud.Silence ruined in a quiet space.Faces reflect from fun house mirrors.Mutters erupt from channel three. Volume numbers move. Children learn to countImages focus. Distraction grabs a chair.My brain flips through channels as I walk away.
Black and white insects scurryon the rabbit ear TV screen.Bent and twisted. Playing catchand release with the faint signal.Scarecrow of the eightiesmore suited for hanging clothes.Dad's tongue bit in concentration.Efforts to lick the invisible images.Eardrums smacked with the static whilecupped hands swat away the buzz.Deep inside the border of closed eyesa voice notes each irrelevant detail.Like a passenger on an interstate drivewho reads every billboard out loud.Silence ruined in a quiet space.Faces reflect from fun house mirrors.Mutters erupt from channel three. Volume numbers move. Children learn to countImages focus. Distraction grabs a chair.My brain flips through channels as I walk away.
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