Written Shortly After I Got My New Eyes

cordless

I’m composing
I’m composing on a keyboard
That isn’t attached to anything
That is attached to the radio signal
That I imagine is radiating through
Me through my cells causing
Unnatural growth. I’m composing
Cancer

Cells are moving bumping into
Me obstructing my view on what
I should do tomorrow blocking my
Perception of what I am doing now. I
Am pressing, pounding the keys that
Are attached to the keyboard that
Isn’t attached to anything
That is attached to the radio signal
That I imagine is radiating through
Me through my cells causing
Unnatural growth.

Www World wide waste of time dot com
Is wasting my breath distorting my
Mind through its genres being
Pollutants through my newly
Repaired oscillating eyeballs oscillating
At whichever passes before them taking
In the radiation of the screen that pierces
Into my soul. That I imagine is
Radiating through Me
Through my cells causing
Unnatural growth. I’m composing
Can’t hear. Can’t here. Cancel.
Cancer.

Heath Achatz 1.26.04