Scenes in my head are not dated. Dates matter for those constantly checking the clock, with eyes turned glassy by its tik-tok

Pay close attention to dreams: only scenes matter, neither specific persons, nor places or times.

How does the silence sound? Is it not what I became deaf to?

Books review:

“One of the smartest men alive
Insightful and deep
Mind you, this review is coming from one of the smartest men alive, 
Insightful and deep
Just saying.
(Cf. the review of my work by the author I’m reviewing for reference) “