Let us whisper words into wires
offer up our heart to amplifiers;
me due South, and you due North,
sound waves bouncing back and forth,
telegraph pole to telegraph pole
oscillating away our electron soul,
down grey-end streets, up ripe-green bowers
tip toe thrumming timber towers
delivering death, doom, disaster
love, lust and lifelorn laughter;
conjoined coils coupled ear to ear
by corroding sentinels that weep tar tears,
tranquillized by summer’s smiling skies
where dusk and dawn dip and rise;
pinch-paralyzed in frosted breath,
lightning bolts inflict electric death.
Feb 10, 2022
Feb 10, 2022 at 8:30 AM UTC
Let us whisper words into wires
offer up our heart to amplifiers;
me due South, and you due North,
sound waves bouncing back and forth,
telegraph pole to telegraph pole
oscillating away our electron soul,
down grey-end streets, up ripe-green bowers
tip toe thrumming timber towers
delivering death, doom, disaster
love, lust and lifelorn laughter;
conjoined coils coupled ear to ear
by corroding sentinels that weep tar tears,
tranquillized by summer’s smiling skies
where dusk and dawn dip and rise;
pinch-paralyzed in frosted breath,
lightning bolts inflict electric death.
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