electrifying silence
WRITTEN BY AMANDA KAY
the linger of electricity remains in
the air, an electrical storm//ghosts of the landline hides in
our mistakes//do you feel the spark,
inflammatory grace, resting your head
upon stone-cold ground, warehouse blues//
I remember so long ago the static of your
hand in the night, the volume of capacitance
that resides in our bones//when we were 15,
I think I lost you to the storm, electrifying silence.