Silver / Ironically… (He’s Dead Jim – Episode 2)

Silver

silver the thread

that binds me

across interstates

to those who

share this eleventh hour

sheltered from

the lightning which

splits my windowpane

by a voice, floating

through headphone

channels, left and right

whispering the image

of a memory we share

inter  con  nect  ed, and

holding each other

in the night

i cannot feel your hand

but i see you

waving: hello

drive carefully

sleep well, my friends

my own true kin

wherever you may rest

 

Words which coalesced while listening to some Sufjan Stevens last evening with the lights turned low.  So thanks in part to his music for the inspiration / spirit behind this one.  Dedicated to all late-night on-their-own music listeners.  I get it.  And I love you guys.

 

Ironically…

… my headphones died the day after I wrote this (as you can see).  And I don’t think even duct tape can fix them this time.  R.I.P. Monoprice 8323’s (2013-2015).

If you can think of a pair of (reasonably priced) headphones you love, I am definitely open to suggestions.

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I had planned to top the evening off with the aptly titled “Headphones” by Jars of Clay, but all I could find on YouTube either was blocked for copyright reasons or were poorly recorded clips of them performing it live.  Dunno whether the video will play in other countries or not, so if you hail from somewhere other than the Home of the Brave, you may be in luck.  Otherwise… I’ll refer you to my Jars of Awesomeness playlist (below), or you could always get the album, which, I recommend too.

God bless you, dear reader.  You are an amazing and beautiful person, and don’t you forget it.