He likes the sound
He likes the sound of a distorted guitar
in Drop-D tuning
with a Mesa Boogie amp behind it
and
the
sound
of a Mezger flat-six engine; poised
at seven thousand revs, before he
shifts up and slides down a greasy road
and
the
sound
of a single prop plane
flying overhead,
on a lazy summer’s day,
somewhere near the beach
and
the
sound
of the woods, early in the morning;
everything still and quiet,
waiting for…