“Like the radio waves” by Julia

Thursday May 24, 2018
10:45pm
5 minutes
The Use of Media in Documentary
Carol Martin

You are Asleep like the radio waves

Rippling into the upper sweet of my arm

And the radio plays

Angel music coming from a banjo

Harmonica soul singing the c out of her own chest

And your breathing makes me a believer, praying to the divine soft and friendly exhale

There is nothing you couldn’t fly right now If you wanted to

There is only sound, dancing among us, asking to be touched

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