Pentagram
2019-10-10 23:23:46 UTC
Boomtown Memory
Noise for the sky
shoot that sound upward
from helicopters and trains
from factories and my brain.
Airplanes
in the warehouse
over flowing static
such infamous gifts.
I am strolling
on the edge of the road
outside now
out of society finally.
Excited by
black headlines
newspaper crumbling
near my feet.
Television and commercials
I think of
Paul Verlaine in the rain
tapped with metal.
Noise for the sky
shoot that sound upward
from helicopters and trains
from factories and my brain.
Airplanes
in the warehouse
over flowing static
such infamous gifts.
I am strolling
on the edge of the road
outside now
out of society finally.
Excited by
black headlines
newspaper crumbling
near my feet.
Television and commercials
I think of
Paul Verlaine in the rain
tapped with metal.