How would you like to of this piece—should it feel more melancholic , suspenseful , or perhaps abstract ?
You invite me to speakto the air, to the dust,to a black box waitingto swallow my vowelsand turn them into data.
The tone is a guillotine.It drops,severing the cord betweenmy breath and your ear.
is the title of this piece, exploring the transition from a digital directive to the silence that follows.