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Blank Tapecharged quiet: easeful snow: the laying down of lay-down:
smooth black rolling over the magnetic head saying nothing
but what everything says without saying: background static
or radiation, hum of world: a waiting, a pause, a blank ready
to glisten light should it fall, to shiver voice or instrument
once tendered, ready to be erased in the service of some
sound: but now, a calm, a reticence, satisfaction after the
angry unwrapping, case-breaking and sliding in, after the
clunk of the button, clutch of the motor catching the spool,
an abient absence, a hiss (not whisper) that fills the room,
the record of electricity and hungry fiber, of nothing:
no secret secreted there, nothing to puzzle out: nothing:
Posted by Jake Adam York at April 7, 2005 6:38 PM