Sunday, April 8, 2018
Bleed the Wires/A New Sphere
When they shatter the glass
When they connect the field
When they bleed electrons into the street
I will carry them
Into the wire
Into the glass
Into the cable
They have shattered the glass
They have melted it thin; buried it
They have animated the world
For touch, yours, mine
Along the wire
Under the glass
In a new ether
What will your bread be now?
What will be crushed for your wine?
What will you whisper
Into the mike
Beneath the tongue
Into my tower?
How shall I answer when I...
I--a thousand desires of I--
...
Angels sing.
Wires sing.
...
In every wrist,
Vault,
Wall,
Sewer,
and skull
So shall I.
The following was inspired by The Sunday Muse The Muse #1 and also linked to Poets United for Poetry Pantry #398.
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That was very nice. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteZQ
What an interesting read this was. Nice to see you at Poets United. Keep coming back!
ReplyDeleteSewer and skull seem to go well together. I want to hear what is spoken into the mike.
ReplyDeletethere is much to take from this... very thought provoking...
ReplyDeleteI wonder if you are writing of cell phones and the resulting availability of "I" everywhere.
ReplyDeleteIf so, that is why I have a very basic model that does virtually nothing and is used little.
I much prefer real-life encounters.
Anna :o]
I was thinking of cell phones & the way I tend to 'disappear' into devices. I'm trying to not be That Person. :)
DeleteAn enigmatic piece; a joy to read that set my mind thinking, isn't that what poetry is about?
ReplyDeleteThought provoking and - yes - as Julian says, enigmatic. A little bit eerie, but fun to contemplate.
ReplyDeleteI love the questions in this C! Simply breathtaking! Such a wonderful take on the photo. You have such a creative spirit that flows in your poetry.
ReplyDeleteI find it a scary scenario, even though the statue seemed to be of an angel. And very convincingly written!
ReplyDeleteEerie and fun, even if it was ostensibly about cell phones!
ReplyDeleteI do love your story poems and enjoy it much more now than when poems were required reading. It is also neat to see the different takes on the picture.
ReplyDeleteHaunting and also lovely.
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