Music

My eyes hear beat sequences
in textured textile oceans
and fuzzy pastel fabric bits.
In me
frequencies are endless vaccine needles
piercing my tear ducts,
puncturing through
s t r e a m i n g
to the balls of my feet and
tips of my spilt ends,
exiting as electrical currents from every inch of skin.
My electrocuted brain
sees everything and
nothing
all at once.

c.e.s.
(10.25.09)