Jeffrey Foucault
Last Night I Dreamed Of Television
Last night I dreamed of televisionAnd the stars fell down on meIn an avalanche of static singingDarker than the seaThe great machines were dyingThe slavers rust awayLast night I dreamed of televisionAnd I wept for break of dayLast night I drank the breath of horsesFalling underneath the wavesOf an empty A.M. ocean singingSilent as the graveThe moon was cold as cathode lightRising up above the plainLast night I dreamed of televisionAnd my tears fell down like rainCryingCryingCryingLast night I felt like I was dyingAnd dying felt the sameAs silver clouds of ether singingWild through my brainThe natural numbers burning tiresThe wildness that we madeLast night I dreamed of televisionAnd it felt like nothing
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