February 11, 2009
Numbness as Warning
It was like he was plugged into an electrical current,
twitching, jerking, tranced out in a shaken frenzy,
receiving magnetic transmissions of mimetic themes,
Sound wave patterns on the scanner–
Darkly melodic to the rhythm of white fists,
flashing out of his black overcoat,
a new stage trance, seizing out of the car onto the ground–
“We didn’t know what to do. We held him down.”
Love tore him apart.
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