<p>S2:E5</p> <p>This episode consists of a poem born from the top of a panoramic hill southeast of Asheville. Read by yours truly.&nbsp;</p> <p><br></p> <p><em><strong>1,000 Secret Whispers Through an IT Tower Knoll</strong></em></p> <p><em>Hilltop of open cattle land and cell tower IT needles,</em></p> <p><em>Sun setting over endless grass.</em></p> <p><em>Are we always whispering across such spaces</em></p> <p><em>Mole hills tunneling their crazy paces</em></p> <p><em>Beneath the only tall things left, the thistles</em></p> <p><em>And last seasons’ dung. Bare rocks</em></p> <p><em>Turn face towards Sun when she</em></p> <p><em>Molasses passes far above. On microwaves</em></p> <p><em>Dart messages of love, like fishes</em></p> <p><em>Navigating corals some thousand miles below this knoll</em></p> <p><em>Which holds the concrete toes of spires’ wires</em></p> <p><em>Passing their threads of spiders messages</em></p> <p><em>Above thru viewless space dimensionally inaccessible except</em></p> <p><em>To ears of precious metal mined at feet of war torn wilderness</em></p> <p><em>Thousands of miles away. So we may say</em></p> <p><em>Into tight microphone like a child’s game of telephone</em></p> <p><em>I love you, I hate you, come home, stay gone, I will.</em></p> <p><em>—19 November 2020</em></p> <p><br></p> <p><strong>Mica Sun Reflections.&nbsp;</strong></p> <p><em>Drop deep for a moment. Getting art to your ears.</em></p> <p><br></p> <p><a href="https://www.instagram.com/micasunreflections/">@micasunreflections</a>&nbsp;</p> <p><a href="https://micasun.bandcamp.com/">https://micasun.bandcamp.com/</a></p>