I always wonder what the soundtrack of my life would be. My early life would probably be dominated by the Star Wars theme by John Williams. Luke Skywalker and R2D2. Later, the 1980s, the soundtrack would be be Risky Business and Amadeus, a mixture of rock and Mozart.
In the 1990s, I became a church organist. "How Great Thou Art." "Amazing Grace." Got married in 1995. Became a father in 2000. Dora the Explorer. SpongeBob SquarePants. And now? We're back to Star Wars.
Saint Marty has come full circle.
The Universe: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
by: Tracy K. Smith
The first track still almost swings. High hat and snare, even
A few bars or sax the stratosphere will singe-out soon enough.
Synthesized strings. Then something like cellophane
Breaking in as if snagged to a shoe. Crinkle and drag. White noise,
Black noise. What must be voices bob up, then drop, like metal shavings
In molasses. So much for us. So much for the flags we bored
Into planets dry as chalk, for the tin cans we filled with fire
And rode like cowboys into all we tried to tame. Listen:
The dark we've only ever imagined now audible, thrumming,
Marbled with static like gristly meat. A chorus of engines churns.
Silence taunts a dare. Everything that disappears
Disappears as if returning somewhere.