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Click hereStatic sparkle crackles between rooftops
and reason on the one meter band.
AC to AM - the old ghosts,
with new found tongues,
call for company,
but forgot how to listen.
Tomorrow will find you there,
weeping questions into the ether,
learning to sing in new languages,
wavelengths, rhythms,
transfer protocols, handshake, handover
and leafwork whispers.
Historical refugees, philosophy
that can move oceans,
redirect deep sea autostradas,
but can not or dare not
dictate messages into a brand new age.
Code of Atlantis,
dreams of Arcadia,
Indochine legends.
Scream in solitude,
drown in each other's holler,
but stand alone, despaired,
deaf to the onslaught
and deaf to mankind's white noise,
spawning new gods to neglect,
every dying minute.
....reading. I was locked in throughout, and love the phrasing. In my opinion, there are too many unnecessary commas, which stifles the flow a bit in spots, but the effect was minimal.