Radiation Sings to Me

In some ways, this is more a collection of lines I wrote about the absurdity of modern technology than a cohesive poem, although I am presenting it as such. Perhaps with time these pieces will begin to adhere until they form a new substance.

Sometimes I can't see clearly
after bright and sleepless nights;
my eyes are lit fluorescent red
from staring at these lights.

I have explosion power
and the echo sounds on high;
this internal combustion
is what's darkening my sky.

My radiation sings to me,
invisible but there;
it bounces off of satellites,
I breathe it in like air.

There is lightning at my fingertips,
in a button, knob, or switch.
I see the world in my machine;
I can't tell which is which.

Call me a mad scientist,
then call to ask me why.
Before the sun can swallow us,
I'll send you my reply.

Radiation talks to me,
and lightning sets my course;
Explosions move me forward,
but every day is worse.

Alternate Ending:
I am explosion powered;
radiation sings all night.
With lightning at my fingertips,
I think I'll be all right.

Reviews

[ZakLeonRamsey]

I have written about the absurdity of technology as well, I think of this world to be worse than how it was 50 years ago. I think it is rather stupid how people can watch people f**k online, with their dicks and p*****s out. I think it is disgusting, don't you? How obesity is so large in the United States of America? I think it is so disgusting. I find that this world is rather stupid. How iPhones have become so ridiculously expensive. In the UK, (where I live,) the iPhones cost one-thousand pounds. I wouldn't dare pay that for a thing that sits in your pocket that can easily break and can easily be stolen.