Wired
after Circuitry by Anthony Anaxagorou
Poet: Jason Conway
Come the start of May I hoped the buzz would recede in my ears.
electricity in the walls whirring singing to static. this void hones
reception to join the shipping forecast.
a boat tugged along the current as drums beat and sparks fire in this motionless state. body submerged by cotton ripples. Mosquitos swarm
from sockets in symphonic resonance
as waves drown neural networks.
Outside noise there is always noise.
my brain hyper processes. a needle to vinyl. dark noise plays nightly. a satellite discovering inaudible signals.
if genetics carry code in strings my father punched the holes in his
son's piano roll. each negative space
registers pitch. behind these eyes
walls are violins playing devilry to
a high-functioning vessel. over-tuned.
who must forgive his godless ears.
Jason Conway is a professional daydreamer, director of the Gloucestershire Poetry Society and editor of Steel Jackdaw magazine. His poetry is published in Poetry Bus, The Poetry Village, Impspired, Wildfire Words, Dreich, Fevers of the Mind, Ink Sweat and Tears, and on BBC Upload. He has an MA in Creative Writing from Bath Spa University, and is an Arts Council funded poet.