below: procedural sea
above: pixel cloud, Cessna simulation zipping past
here: roughcast beach, dead codes tossed about, liquid-crystal tidepool
there: shapes of whales,
submarines, sets and
folds of seas, procedural
seas
fleeing
crunch of shale and fried resistors
heavy steps
tapered sigh
shutting down
audio file salvaged from airship wreck:
I hope the half-buried poem I left / on the slopes of your cheeks still quiver with breeze / Slumped
in a cragged cliff / i’ll fold you a kiss swaddled in fish
bugs and hailstorm
outside. here, CPU heat
fiberglass window, asbestos blanket
clickety-clack, clickety-clack
fields of errors, dry grass smell
mirrored horizon gashing the eye
5G butterfly perched on my nose
All sounds, posing as field recordings, were actually made from household items: landscapes have been conjured from blankets, climates from coffee mugs. No synths or audio effects were used. All of it has been made indoors. https://soundcloud.com/johnlevimasuli