The CPU Hums, Incessant. ======================== Sometimes at night, two blankets deep I still have a thousand tiny mountains rising from my skin; and my teeth shaking like the hands on the old man who smiled when I said goodnight; unaccustomed to friendly youth. Staring at my ceiling, divided by the thinnest, most radiant slice of pixelated light, connected to everything for me, meditating in binary, my dreams processing in the hum of its CPU. 25 Minutes later, the bursting; and the light explodes, fills the room and disappears- still awake as the network is sleeping. I stare ahead, in the darkness, desperate to find the treasure chest inside my eyelids. "All we need is a little more light, all we need is a little more hope." Where have you gone, all of you? I told you all once, what I found that made me keep living. Perhaps it was never enough for you; though still it fills my room, when the light has disappeared, though I shiver. But oh, to connect this side of the ceiling, with mine she could build telescopes; so far away from me, to see through my window- my breath rises, like the thin mist of clouds that pass by your moon. Come on, all of you, tomorrow when the light surrounds us and the cold has gone away I'll take you to the city and show you what I loved so much I couldn't bear you to forget. We'll go down to the city after the storm, where trees and lamp posts are only shadows of fallen snow. -- -e. _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
