Paul is already cohmpetiting with the poem he sent last week, but he enjoyed so much the art of making Ω-poetry that he couldn’t avoid the inspiration to hit again. Ladies and gentlement, Paul’s new opus, obviously off-contest (aka “hors concours”) just for the art sake:
Aural Massage – inspired by Dub Reggae by Paul from England
tides and ripples of aural massage
soothe the frayed ends of the day
rhythmic, phat pulses of audio honey
with frissons and teases of subtle distortion
and crystalline echoes, impermanent sweeps
gently lift all the tensions away
Sturdy roots of choppy percussion
syncopate just off the beat
woven with streams of Ambient bass
kneaded and mellowed with hints of reverb
soft-padded out with subliminal wool
and physical stress shall retreat
But lo, a laser of sawtooth attack
repeating with sweeping refrain
vestigial bounces with structured degrade
looping across the binaural divide
fuzzing perception of spatial position
caressing all woe from the brain
Scintillant flushes of water-borne noise
defy our mind’s parallax
encompassing, edging and bounding our sound
ebbing and soughing, pushing, retreating
reaching, withdrawing, disturbing, resettling
and our entire world shall relax.
