There's static in my veins that haunts me
It's in perpetual motion,
But goes nowhere
My blood cells collide quickly,
And though they slow
They never stop;
They're always touching
As they repercuss,
Feeding off the reverberations
They say it's just circulation.
 

But you--
You're lightning
You're naturally electric
You're a defibrillator
You shake the whitenoise;
With a hundred joules
You deliver a hundred beats a minute,
And rather than accumulate,
My blood runs fluid again.
I think this is circulation

July 26, 2014