White Noise
Have you ever watched a candle dance?
Its Rythm matching that of your heartbeat.
Have you ever just listened when the power was out,
The White noise gone,
Only the scratch of your pencil,
Spilling your ideas onto the paper,
A picture Forming,
As if flowing through your mind and pencil onto the canvas
Some people consider no electricity a burden,
But that is only for they have too long been deprived of the real world,
Wrapped in their own pixel dimension,
Their lives taken over by technology.
So next time the power goes out,
Dont mourn over lost electronics,
But Rejoice, For Oppurtunity
For no prints can come from fingers if machines become our hands
-White Noise-

By Dawson Heigh