My Week in Prose – Voices

Well, well, well. Here is my first attempt to wrap up the week that was with more flow and rhythm than one would typically find in a blog or journal.

Voices. All around me voices call; comfort; console.

With growing daylight seeping in through standard-issue blinds, the loving voice of my greyhound rouses me from slumber as outside birds chirp their morning routines. Exquisite beans express their transformation into liquid joy through bubbly chatter while musicians voice their loves, lives, and liabilities through ethereal wind, string, and beat. Voices of good company echo through my ears like the hysterical shouts of excited youth through the tiled halls at toll of the day's final bell. Upon a frozen gameboard, human pieces voice determination to score points through power and speed while I voice my defense through patience and reflex until the triumphant voices of my brethren ring loud in victorious celebration. Upon a lighted stage, my soul strokes, rolls, and crashes its way into the open ears of a joyous crowd in a great release of cacophonic voice.

Alas.

More voices. All around me voices scold; scorn; scream.

From the nineth hour of day one, alphanumeric voices echo through my inbox with unattainable demands from half a world away as my fingers stumble through anxious promise. Soothing music bursts into a symphony of irrepressible bullshit while I retort to an audience of none with sheer disgust. In my mailbox voices once distant returned to announce their presence from envelope homes – not to gift or celebrate reunion, but to peel and scrape me down to my littlest of bones. Moments of restful afternoon silence are shattered by indistinguishable calls from an ever-shifting cesspool of soulless parasites. From the ice to that very lighted stage, a war of words rages in murky subconscious depths; noble voices stand their ground and defend humanistic rebirth while extremists scream for annihilation in the name of a faceless, hateful, omnipresent machine.

All around me –

the voices call.