Mon., Mar. 30

The "ring of truth"
on countertops
will validate a coin,
no base metal here
and all we hear
is the tone of purity.
Your currency
that folds into a wallet,
purse, or pocket
is proven by a marker
drawn at the register
where distracted cashiers
check, somewhat.
An internet transaction
has icons to give a hint
of security and validity
to let us sleep assured.
Could an audible tone
be added to my browser,
a Roman coin on marble
ringing, the sound of truth
singing, to ease my doubt
and find me out
the basis of my buying?
Or is the truth
when found online
always silent,
without proving,
not really knowing
until the quiet numbers
tap and click their way
to a reassuring column
of zeros.
Unless that's where i began.
Unreality has no song,
no sound, but that's the music
our money now makes,
getting quieter all the time,
except for the occasional thunder,
the rumble of vast, distant shifting
as if a pile in a nearby warehouse
broke loose, and fell to earth;
the thud of truth.