what do you think of
when the sounds around you end up as
                                                              ­                                    one thing?

in little quiet morning towns i hear it most
and i call it "silent noise"
because nothing is recognized
individually/but rather as a whole.

the anchorswingingseagullboatnoise sound,
wavelapping canvas-sigh
garbled coffeedrinking speech of wharf-walkers
is all one.
                                                all one in the void
                                                   all together in noise
                                                   ..