soundscape, or, the paradox of a ‘sound escape’

i fell to your feet in a clashing avalanche.

my body, a boulder, blasted into shards.

 

the sound of dynamite delighted you.

 

when i crashed into your quarry,

i  made sure my ruins boomed.

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