All day, all night, the world goes on in words, looping through the atmosphere, a frantic chorus of Morse...all these lovers with liaisons, parents with teenagers, multinational mergers and major acquisitions...inscribed on the air, transmitted beyond the written, the world goes on in words. Sometimes when the neighbor opens the garage door, the wireless device seems to inspire my amp and my amp begins to speak. You may not believe it (after all, words are cheap) but I can hear all these people, they’re all talking to someone no one else can see…