MUTE SIGNAL
A firefly was trapped
in the TV room tonight;
its’ lonely teletype
flickered fast dances
above the screen
as our eyes strained
to catch the sub-titles
and the rain stood outside,
waiting for the next downpour.
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2 comments:
great image to accompany John's poem... but of course you have a great collaboration going on through out your work together.
I dig the colors. very evocative.
thanx fer the kind words, chris!
wither goest thou in the blogosphere nite?
do we know thee?
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