skull raze when your head is in your hands you need to remind yourself what you're really feeling are all the bones that hold your brain in place the calcified bars of a reconfigured marimba and if you struck that cavity with a mallet wrapped in yarn a single note would sound muffled by gristle but clear as a bell tuned to a pitch somewhere between fusillade and reticence 211203 what's it to you? who go blather from