calling all nyc empaths,

whose mindspace's

grating like a subway overpass.

the noisome level of this ghostabout,

whose reminiscence slithers against the

doors of Passover.

booming rushes with no hour,

a freak composer sounding

down poised instruments.

with invisible motions.

the acoustics of darkened stages steadily

stirred by an incredible silence.

of a growing audience meditating

without distraction.