This is a sculpture
Not these words per se
But the physical impact of their sound on the natural world
This composition consists of the physical space that is disturbed
By the rendering of these words
It is the turbulence in the air caused here in my home by the sound of my voice as I record this
Every surface it reflects off
Penetrates into
And passes through along the way
Contributes to its shape and helps set its physical boundaries
Every electrical impulse
It is converted into
Every neuron
That comprises the thoughts
Influenced by the sound of these words
And every sound produced as a result of the thoughts those neurons comprise
Are the almost imperceptible channels by which its physical nature persists
Expands
And evolves
It exists across time
Lurching into explosive growth
Quickly dissipating
And leaving only the most minute impact remaining in the minds of those who hear it
Until it is once again poured out into the world
It is real and tangible and significant
It is transient and it is persistent
It is personal and it is universal
It is private and it is contiguous
It is finite and it is immeasurable
It is wholly unique
And utterly ordinary