From Our Fortress on the Hill

San Francisco, CA - le - Wednesday, April 17th, 2002 : goo

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from our fortress on the hill
san francisco, CA
originally written april 24, 2001

it is our job to watch over the city
we hear everything.

a fog horn, a boat in the bay.
gunshots.

the j church line, rattling down the tracks.

sounds make their way up through the cold air:

white noise of
thousands of cpu fans
washing machines
car engines
humming street lights
people breathing in their sleep

from our perch we are audio experts
documenting the noises of a living city
on the insides of our heads,
to each other out loud

"did you hear that?" we will say, at 3am, after a striking noise
"what was that?" we will say, decide, and file it away

we are the masters of
aural worlds that drift in through the open window

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Peter: san francisco, i want to travel to you.

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