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iMessages

So many of them in the air

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iMessages

Whispers in the park Voices in the dark

How many thoughts are our own

To be free of THE MESSAGE ZONE

To go past the muddled hum

To hear your kiss I no longer can

The desert the oceans the arctic the bordellos

Messages are criss-crossing constantly constipated

SCREAM INTO MY EAR

Tell me you are not another voice being beamed out of New York City, Bundelberg, Salvador, Beijing, Sarajevo, Farmville, Reno, Paris, Adelaide, Minsk, Hilo…

SCREAM INTO MY MIND

A message as clear as the cleared rain forests

Then I will know  

I am past THEIR MESSAGE ZONE  

And the kiss in my dream is yours  

(c) terrellneuage 
http://neuage.org

04/02/10

Jersey City, New Jersey

adapted from 'Messages' (c) Terrell Neuage April 29 1994 Victor Harbor South Australia