Quiet Enough to be Silence

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Description

This is a reading of a collage poem from a performance piece I have been creating, however it was taken on an iPhone in an echoing room - I have access to full studio equipment at a music studio here in Arezzo where I would be working on future projects.

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I'm sucking a lot of people high. Oh my God, I'm here house, car street, dark city. Let me in. Okay. Bed floor mat sleep. Did you sleep? What did you dream? Present time. What is it? Present time I have to go. Where anywhere, What is it? Don't worry stairs, store car home, Nashville girls disappeared. Water glass, dead flies, Windex, cool dry place. Hey, that's no way to say goodbye Corcovado. Quiet nights, quiet stars, quiet cords, pillow, breath, bike ride, bike ride, bike ride, bike ride, bike ride, bike ride, bike ride, sunday afternoon, book, cigarette, coffee, Jose, arepas beans, rice, corn, flour, tomato, onion, cheese, avocado, phone call, miss call, phone call one new message mama, mama. Oh ha ha dance, dance, dance, dance dance, cry baby party dancer, Aquafina summer salt ocean fly, bird bottle tops, wind gusts, natural song. Dance deep. I love it. I'm free jellyfish, no tentacles, money meal, party sky friend lovers 15 1921. Love friends kissing, dance. Party, house, phone call bottles. Migraine morning, good morning, plastic bags, wood floors, window, beach, window, painting, painting, boys, boy girls, girls, boys, we're going where the park really? Park's house. Oh, park's house. Yeah. Park's house wanna come question answer voicemail mom, sorry, sorry girl busy moneybags, tv hot ones, five minutes, spicy breath milk conversation. You know we're not made. I have to go where bones have you been to the catacombs where paris home visit mom site, small talk, big bed dear family spoon songs, front porch, hummingbird, dead grandpa day ghosts, Brain brain doctor you miss, sad eyes, bike ride, bike ride 12 south running Oh ship function. Big mistake. Runaway home, not houses. I have to go where? Atlanta car highway, Mountain Corcovado, barefoot wind smell home, not houses, stomach ache, sore throat. Honey, two tons. Honey throat. Saltwater head, cold house, friends, sleepy time, night, words Ronald. Reagan, an educated proletariat school, not television, no money. Get by wartime war, art wound. Image, White dust. Where do we go? Water, space, space, free moon, sky, infinite blank, blank to fill moon, ocean. Nice. I'm in love. I have to go where the moon, Quiet enough to be silence. I have to go where It's quiet enough to be silence. I have to go where It's quiet enough to be silence. I have to go where It's quiet enough to be silence. I have to go where it's quiet enough to be silence.