c r a z y/h o r s e

I miss the crazy;
  the n u m b e r s
  clamored in static-
      aligned with
  the cerebral ghost.
  

It scratched
It gnawed.
It screeched.

It spoke
   through the dots
       scattered
          in
        silence.

I miss the crazy;
  the l e t t e r s
  fade behind images-
      aligned with
   the cerebral ghost.

It was blameless.
It was thoughtless.
It was limitless.

It spoke
   through the dots
       scattered
          in
        silence.

These n u m b e r s
and
l e t t e r s

fill my corpse,

left to the mercy
of the Senseless.