52 Blue

A poem about a lonely creature with an incomprehensible sonic signature

There aren’t pictures of 52 Blue so I asked my friend Dall-E to imagine one. Because Dall-E is amazing I asked for a 35MM photograph. Dall-E is cool and can imagine impossible things.

Here I am
Down in the deep
Down in the dark
Singing
I can hear
I can feel
I hear the world
and feel the machines
I feel the world change
I feel the world grow sick
Do you?
Do you feel it?
I can’t hear you
Do you speak of it?
Does it make your songs sad?
Why don’t you sing?

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