an open channel
an open channel to everywhere, here
a flickering screen
a faded dream
a memory of color
a monochrome world
antennas reach
skeletal hands clutching for the sky
grasping at echoes
all lost in transmission
a spectral ballet on the cracked linoleum
a faded warmth of memory
as embers die in ashes
open channels hum…
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