Sunday, April 13th, 2008
Inversions
Stabbed by the light, by beauty, by the day, The network, falling silent, Becomes a lump of fat and blood. But sensing night and seeing lack, Frantically firing electrical sparks, Numbing brain, it awakes, Shivers adrift in the empty sea of all. Lonely screens showed this at night, The fear of an absence of message, […]