Monday, December 5, 2011

Pocket Map

Take the world and fold it up small like a map

Put it in your pocket and save it for later.

Paging myself to the present

I've been gone a long while

The wires must be crossed

The towers communicate back and forth

Static

Interference distorts what's around me

My eyes flicker up and down with Black and white dots

I raise my hands towards the sky in hopes of catching a signal more clear.

Can you Hear me?

                                                        

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