Denver + Dial tone

Traveling again this week for work. Denver this time, which is actually pretty amazing. Not sure that I’m vibing with the people but I’m also in the middle of downtown.The air smells good, reminds me of the first time I came to Portland. Sleep has been easy for some reason. Maybe the stress of work or just a new environment. Could be daylight savings paired with bouncing around time zones is putting my mind outside itself. I do feel like I made a good breakthrough on the Dial Tone poem which is reassuring that I actually know what I’m doing. Often I ache for travel, when traveling I ache for home, perhaps I just ache to ache.

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We gather here today
away from our online lives
with friends, family, and neighbors
to remember the dial tone
a note served in equity
prefacing moments of such significance
trailing some of the most mundane
with the unholster of the receiver
sound dragged suspense for us
interrupted beeps of a dialed digit
We heard music when we made a call
now we only look at mismeasured battery life
with incomprehensible signal bars
while we try to connect

Ask now that we close our eyes
In remembrance, observe a ringing
in your ears, live in that resonance
for a single moment longer
and let us honor the dial tone.