a cloud of static is on the waves tonight
as an alien signal pirates my mind.
where are you within my depths? where
are you in my hopes?
a dark antenna raised from the ashes,
a lightning bolt attracted to it's stature.
what of me tells a story?
what have i attracted from the subdued,
midnight black?

i have raised an arm up to the sky,
a beacon for hope and light;
a broken bulb burnt out over time,
in the trenches for a final war.
and what can you see, through the
fade-out-fade-in-will-lose-cant-win
thought process?

you can see fragments of a love,
fragments of a bitter loss
Screaming to get back at me.
but like a lightning flash,
striking me dead-
i am brilliant,

then gone.

06/16/2003

Author's Note: alternate title: staticosis

Posted on 06/16/2003
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