You
with your Electric Heart
it tore yourself apart
while you were listening on your
Cosmic Phone
sending signals to the stars
receiving messages from mars
more powerful than zeus,
You forge those bolts and
command them, they are your own
birthed amidst a storm with a
fire in the sky,
foretelling your future while
lesser gods sit on olympus pondering
why they have never created anything so great
3 by 3 and 9 by 9
Pigeons rest on your veins, telephone wires
AC lit up with your Light
and you still live, all around us in the static
and the energy of the Earth, you knew
No one ever did any better
Not any money mongering fool drooling over dollars
while you stayed awake at night to craft
the next Advancement of man
We can never repay you enough
But to speak your name at any chance
Shout it from the rooftops like a lover mad
Part of me now and part of me soon
In heart then in Ink
Permanent
Unrelenting
Real
Electric.
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