wordless poem

have you ever wondered how a poem with no words would sound like?

alone and unaware, the landscape was transformed in front of our eyes
buildings began to stretch wide across the sky, and the air filled with a reddish glow
the soundless dawn came alive as cities began to mark the horizon
mechanical sounds cascaded through the city walls and everyone reveled in their ignorance
a brief moment of clarity broke through the deafening hum, but it was too late
our happiest days slowly began to turn into dust
the sixth extinction crept up slowly, like sunlight through the shutters, as we looked back in regret

electric guitars as pens and the eardrums as paper