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48 Terra Lab We are not allowed to take photographs. Not allowed to tell you certain things Or which things those are. The screens Display results if you know how to read Blues and yellows spiking and shading, showing The eye how much noise there is At each frequency. This place is clean, Electromagnetically speaking. We can hear Lightning strike anywhere in the world, shifted Electrons whistling and cracking, diving Back to earth, the wind playing Its parts. If a nuclear bomb goes off The instrument will notice. It moves its flibbertyBits faster than sound. This I believe I’m allowed to tell you. I’m not allowed To show you how it’s done. Above us The ozone layer thickens and thins, and somebody Knows that too. A machine collects air And turns it into numbers; someone plays The guitar leaning in the corner. Me, I can’t 49 Stop listening to the weather. Picture Disturbance, and with it a sky you knew gone Static, pin-pricked, too dark. ...

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