The Great Divided Pair

Give us sleepy, tingling brains
Novacained by the inane
As data input overloads our heads.
Our verve is waxing weak
And we can barely speak.
Over the double-barreled roar
...of hawks and doves.
In fifteen minutes I'll almost find you
A thousand miles from here.
But I'll miss you--barely--
Drifting onward past.
It's mind-death building walls and distance.
And the heart's gag is distraction.
Minutes pass like decades,
While years sprint by like breaths
And space expansion is only speeding up.
Cross a continent in hours,
But you can't reach out to me
When the silent, screaming distance
Exceeds the blaring scope of
...narrow sight.
And I wish I could cross continents for you.
But minds cannot cross inches
When millimeters aren't domains of
...Flesh or Meaning.

 

(August 28, 2009)