I feel like I should have tried to pay a bit more attention to form and structure with this one.
I was going to write about how a lovely old customer said some incredibly kind and well-wishing things to me today, but unfortunately I found that it would require fare more energy to write about than I want to dedicate at this particular hour, so maybe I will write about that another day. Instead of that I wrote this which… as far as imagery goes, I like quite a bit, but otherwise it lacks a certain deftness I feel as though it required.
I hope you enjoy.
Some sort of digital rainfall falls upon the house
As it hits surface a pang of static rings out in a single bleep
A mass of rainfall creates a blaring static
And all the water washes down in a flood of distortion
Noise outside meets noise inside
Though separated by walls they come together
In their combination something far greater is born
A great, overwhelming mass consumes all
However, before truly swallowing the house
The noise pulls back as the rain subsides
A sense of quiet and calm touches the area
And digital puddles lie themselves upon the lawn’s grass
Eventually they shrink into nothingness
And it is as though nothing had happened at all
Though perhaps soon digital rainfall will once approach
And bathe the house in noise and static