[[ I think of listening to music a long time ago, when we had radio stations and we had music machines built into our furniture ]]
I can smell
the amplifier
warming up,
up from
the inside
an orange
pouring
out from
the inside
the tuner
warm and
the table
turning
I can feel
the radio
through me
lights out
lie on the carpet
the soft glow
of the radio
rest your head
in your hands
press your belly
to the floor
feel the bass of
the radio
a little ether
into the signal
the breath of Venus
a storm on the sun
the origin
of our universe
the great machine
spins up to speed
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