The coloratura bent the first note.
Telephone lines sagged like taffy
and slowly felled their poles.
The page misted; she paused
a serpent's blink. Cell towers
sank in bogsand. She trilled
and satellites quit their orbits;
some grew comet plumage.
Her last note thinned to silence.
Hello? Is anybody there?














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Every line was interesting. The imagery is very involving, I pictured the sagging telephone poles (comparing them to taffy is very clever!) and the serpent's blink of a pause-- a great line...
Cell towers sinking in bogsand, another great one.
I like the associations that 'comet plumage' brings to mind as well.
Really good. =]
Thanks for the visit and your comments. Much appreciated.
and satellites quit their orbits;
some grew comet plumage."
fabulous imagery and word play. congrats on the DD!
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