POETRY: Communication

Talking into space
I watch my words like race cars on the track
negotiate the curve of coiled pavement-colored wires
to reach the finish line, an ear

or letter by letter
pop up like weeds upon a garden page
click the ‘send’ or ‘publish’ hypertexted word
to reach a reader’s eye

then wait
as for an echo’s traveling time
to reach its destination, to touch the soul
or return unwanted to its sender

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