Haven’t you heard?
Hearing, the sensation
requires some good vibration,
to get the eardrums
moving.
Microwave radiation,
in the tiniest doses,
bypasses bones
no barriers broken.
Your brain buzzes
like the Chatty Cathy,
it actually is –
even if you’re at a loss for words.
The electrons in
your audio cortex
are eager to broadcast
for me,
but only get so far.
It’s easy to gossip,
when the whispers
are beamed directly into
your thoughts.
Can we say, then,
that we are of the same mind?
Drum roll please,
Thumb, pointer, middle, ring, pinky-
And repeat,
Repeat,
Repeat.
While you daydream,
Whilst waiting,
Impatiently,
Humming,
Tapping your feet.
“Read a magazine,
Or something,
More distracting–
Or less distracting,
To other people,
Please,
Quit fidgeting,
Stop twitching.”
Flat screen Televisions,
Cover the walls,
Untouched children’s toys,
I’m too old for,
Riddle the floor.
Stuck in the lobby,
Awaiting drills,
Hooks, brushes,
And pumice.
Structures,
Carefully crafted,
To cause ruptures.
Bite down,
Break through,
Crumbling, crunching, crumpling,
Splitting in two.
Anchors for muscles,
Housings for engines,
Ivory tunnels,
Which flank,
The body’s front door.
Leave room for more!
Gnawing,
Sawing,
Clawing.
You are what you eat.
Seriously,
That matter becomes you.
That saying is true,
You eat,
So you can continue,
To chew.
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