MOSS AGATE
STATiC GATHERiNG NO MOSS
iNPUT…SOURCE…NO SiGNAL…
VOLUME?
SOURCE…iNPUT…VOLUME DOWN…
…DOWN, DOWN, DOWN…
A RABBiT-HOLED, COLORLESS RAiNBOW THAT SOMEHOW TONiTE HAS A STRANGLEHOLD ON MY OLD SOUL.
BUT, NEWER SOULS ARE LOOSENiNG TO THE BLACK SCREENS…A WHiTE NOiSE…THAT BONE-DRY BUZZ…GREY GHOSTS ON ALL OF THEiR SCREENS THAT CAN RiVAL ANY SKELETONS iN ANY CLOSET.
WHAT DOES iT SEE iN US TO BE SO PERSiSTENT…STATiC…AND, iN iTSELF TO BE SO RESiSTANT TO WHAT ALL STATiC MUST WANT FOR…DREAM OF…NEED…TOUCH…SELLiNG SOMETHiNG WE’RE NOT WiLLiNG TO PART WiTH…
MORE NOiSE…NOTiONS…SOMETHiNGS, OUR SOMETHiNGS ONLY NEARER iNNER HORiZONS…A PULSATiNG, YET POiSED PiCTURE WiTH THE POTENTiAL TO BE ANYONE WE’VE LOVED, ANYBODY WE’VE HATED, ANYTHiNG WE’VE NEVER NEEDED TO OR EVER WANTED TO SEE.
SiSYPHUS WiTH A SMiLE SHAKiNG HANDS WiTH OUR…STATiC.
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