with reverb/resonance out of control, sound is transformed from speech to murmur,
and murmur to the resonance of the world. everything that is spoken is spoken-for;
here, everything is reversed, and what is spoken-for is no longer discernible as speech.
every hollow carries its own signature within it, and every hillock registers the sky.
i think of ululations within the discomfort of the throat, someone might ask of hirself,
what is my throat doing