Only broken text
Lost lake to shore transmissions.
by Mike Marcellino
Only broken text,
lost lake to shore transmissions.
Lake waters lap
curl on rock shores -
text a la Erie.
Thoughts rush,
tangled,
only broken by
faint far away whistles,
trains, an other
muffled sounds, like
a motorboat skims, east
across the waters
of the lake called Erie
wet carpet of molten silver
tinted in placid black.
On the horizon
ozone circle,
light brown
crescent clouds,
copper-orange
with gold lace -
A single engine plane
sputters
east across the early morning blue sky,
instantly broken
by a dog's bark.
A single gull
floats
on silver blue waters,
the sight of flight
amazing,
flapping,
gliding
slowly across the waters
of the lake called Erie,
encircled,
ringed
covered
by an endless, murky
light brown clouds
hanging
on the horizon,
tinted
contamination orange.
Only broken text,
lost lake to shore transmissions.
Click
clack
click
text messages
words flashing
to California
from sunup
in northern Ohio.
Only broken text,
lost lake to shore transmissions.
No signal
from the waters
of the lake called Erie.
Looking for signs,
signals,
cell systems,
piercing cries from the heavens.
Copyright by Mike Marcellino 2009 Only broken text: lost lake to shore transmissions.
Notebook Writer: poetry, music, photography and writing of Mike Marcellino
