I miss your hand in mine,
Oh the sweet sublime.

The warmth that races through my being,
Electricity igniting,
The flame of love in our hearts.

The power of now
the energy flow
the focus
driven

all effort controlled
and plans are in making
the winds roar through the screen of the window
the green leaves nearer than the the milky sky
beauty is in the eyes today
the automobile soars as well as the breeze
my ears tell me this story

the power of now
this very second
if desired
renew

chilled or steady
my body exists
my mind is the video of all I have
my hands are the maker's of all I craft

the power of now
the touch
smooth
keys

electricity such a powerful presence
a vibrating vein
to the world of components

the power of now
this age of time
this shiny day
this is now
-
William Crowell September 9th 2012

Animals walking on two feet with a vindictive demeanor and a lustful passion to multiply. Constructing tall grey buildings to rot in till their core. An infinity of dirt in the constricted paradise of cleanliness and sweat. They take poison to recreate their animalistic character; small round pills of concentrated electricity and happiness. Freedom in conductive shots.

I feel the static in the air tonight
It's all around us and it feels so right with you.
I know you feel it too.
I feel the lust running through my veins
I need your touch before I go insane,
It's true.
I hope you feel it too..
If you were a bottle with a broken top,
I'd still drink down every drop.

Loving you is like barbed wire.
It's like I'm standing in a white hot fire.
Like running through a nightmare
Or standing in a lightning storm.
I can't describe it.
It's like electric love.
I cant deny it.
You're so electric love.

Well something happens when you touch my face.
Some kind of magic I don't understand it's true.
I know you feel it too.
Well if you were a poison you would taste so sweet.
So pour a shot glass out for me.

Loving you is like barbed wire.
It's like I'm standing in a white hot fire.
Like running through a nightmare
Or standing in a lightning storm.
I can't describe it.
It's like electric love.
I can't deny it.
You're so electric love.

Nikola Tesla
respected physicist
Thomas Edison’s
dubious nemesis.

Electricity
was his toil
was famous for
his Tesla Coil.

Radical dreamer
of free power
J.P. Morgan
made things sour.

Lovingly
nature’s servant
proposer of
alternating current.

Humble inventor
that transformed homes
famously stated
he loved all tomes.