Sunday, July 02, 2006

Journal entry # ________

A train echoing thru the trees
Harmonizes with the slowing turning radio dial.
A strange language hisses from the ether
And directs me.
Makin' coffee at 2:17 am,
I return to the small room
Where the electrons sing.


Blogger gunther said...

hissing? ------ hmmmmmm
probably the steam from the coffee pot -
you need to read the poetry within the synth -
and do some streching ------>

4:26 AM  

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