Dreaming myself into being, A gasp into night's blanket like a hushed scream, Turning some dime novel's pages And sighing my little wants As if one would hear me typing My heart down on this crisp metallic night.
In endless loops Time bands across this silence Yellow frequencies Expand through the wire And cause us to forget why we are here We cease to function All our little nerves fold up Umbrella seduction It dries up for there is no rain.