flattened noise

on my walk home from the office 

the other day when it was brightly lit

& going on hot weather i was surprised 

by the courtesies i witnessed 

by the drivers who all seemed to

observe my self as a solitary self

e.g. stopping for me at the crosswalks

unlike some other days when 

it would be like a mad max daze

of kill or be killed 

but there i was tuned to my own inner drama

as the world adjusted to my presence

again so it seems

as if i had a song to sing 

the audience gathered in hushed anticipation

for the singer to become the song

or the song to become another noise

may you sing it flat or sing nothing at all