This Six Sentences piece was written for the “free prompt” on Totally Optional Prompts. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Unseen, he presides over the city at night with a disembodied voice in mellow and bass tones. It snakes through woofers, tweeters, and kickers, becoming chocolate gold flooding the insides of our chariots of choice. He gently teases our ears, wraps around our hearts, and rewards our submission to his seduction with Nina Simone, Sam Cooke, and Stevie Wonder. Many others follow through the night as he keeps us hanging, enraptured, onto a string of black pearls punctuated by golden station IDs, backsells, and frontsells. Painting tonight’s soundtrack as we drive through this electric city, he reminds us to look into each other’s eyes and see stars that rival the ones above us, buried behind tiny pupils. One last summer night has become stamped with his machinations hidden behind soundboards and microphones and buried deep within this city.
Written 9/28/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
