Hello Hello

//Hello Hello

Hello Hello

The night was chilly and the cement was cold against my ear, but as I listened, really listened, the warmth of anticipation slowly spread over my body like the caress of a lover’s fingers.

I knelt down closer to the base of the building – a fifty-five story, glass and cement high-rise towering above me – and concentrated intently, closing my eyes. I tuned out everything, all ambient noise, all external stimuli. I placed my hands flat on the grainy cement, fingertips aching slightly, and softly leaned into the hard surface. I flattened my body against the structure, giving myself to its welcoming embrace.  As my immediate surroundings retreated into darkness, something else emerged, coalescing. I could hear it. A soft hum slowly emerged from the concrete, becoming distinct, a metallic whisper, rising and falling with mathematical beauty. I could hear it. The heartbeat. The natural vibration of any tall building. I could hear it.

Listening to the innate vibration of the residential skyscraper was like listening to a lover’s restful sleep – soft, rhythmic, comforting. Knowing only I could hear it was euphoric. I lost myself for several minutes simply listening to its sweet murmurations, my inhalations matching its own, a perfect symbiosis of man and building. A groan of pleasure escaped my mouth as I considered the deliciouws equations – the interaction of mass, height, force, wind load, materials – so many beautiful variables interacting in harmony, a poetry of numbers, swirling.

Listening to the innate vibration of the residential skyscraper was like listening to a lover’s restful sleep – soft, rhythmic, comforting. Knowing only I could hear it was euphoric. I lost myself for several minutes simply listening to its sweet murmurations, my inhalations matching its own, a perfect symbiosis of man and building. A groan of pleasure escaped my mouth as I considered the deliciouws equations – the interaction of mass, height, force, wind load, materials – so many beautiful variables interacting in harmony, a poetry of numbers, swirling.Listening to the innate vibration of the residential skyscraper was like listening to a lover’s restful sleep – soft, rhythmic, comforting. Knowing only I could hear it was euphoric. I lost myself for several minutes simply listening to its sweet murmurations, my inhalations matching its own, a perfect symbiosis of man and building. A groan of pleasure escaped my mouth as I considered the deliciouws equations – the interaction of mass, height, force, wind load, materials – so many beautiful variables interacting in harmony, a poetry of numbers, swirling.Listening to the innate vibration of the residential skyscraper was like listening to a lover’s restful sleep – soft, rhythmic, comforting. Knowing only I could hear it was euphoric. I lost myself for several minutes simply listening to its sweet murmurations, my inhalations matching its own, a perfect symbiosis of man and building. A groan of pleasure escaped my mouth as I considered the deliciouws equations – the interaction of mass, height, force, wind load, materials – so many beautiful variables interacting in harmony, a poetry of numbers, swirling.

Listening to the innate vibration of the residential skyscraper was like listening to a lover’s restful sleep – soft, rhythmic, comforting. Knowing only I could hear it was euphoric. I lost myself for several minutes simply listening to its sweet murmurations, my inhalations matching its own, a perfect symbiosis of man and building. A groan of pleasure escaped my mouth as I considered the deliciouws equations – the interaction of mass, height, force, wind load, materials – so many beautiful variables interacting in harmony, a poetry of numbers, swirling.

Something crystallized in my mind.

By |2018-04-30T18:11:30+00:00April 30th, 2018|Categories: Fiction|0 Comments

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