|I can see microwaves, |
The spray from my wireless router
I can see gamma, delta and xrays and
I can see your thoughts spiraling away from your head,
Titling and tipping and losing integrity, falling to the floor.
Is there anywhere I can go where I do not have to watch your
GPS positioning fingers?
I am going to go stand in the emanations of the Magnetic Rock, and
Enveloped in their forceful strands,
I will await the next aurora.
(The Magnetic Rock Trail is located outside of Grand Marais, up the Gunflint Trail. It leads to a monstrously large glacial erratic, so powerfully magnetic that it interferes with compasses.)