• Flux Magazine

"Background Noise" by Halle Dana

Like the heat from the highway,

It flows upwards constantly. 

Like the tune you don’t know,

Becoming a chant. 

The pigeons with stumps

That they balance on with ease. 

The way you keep going 

Even when the tide is coming in. 

The movements of the body,

Like some intricate dance

That only need be performed 

When the background gets thick. 

The growing buzzing noise,

From the hive you cannot find. 

The map in the stars

Like a clustered tapestry.

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