The low voltage poems 3 of a series of 5. Connect

where did i lose you in the dark

my arms are in front of me

through the black

can i get a message to you baby

it can travel on the first shadow it finds

lack of information is a dangerous thing

i'm cut off from my fix

i wait

and i wait again

totally dependent on

men who climb poles

you can search the information jungle

decide what's wrong or true

when it comes down to it

it's more a connect than a search 

and i need to connect to you in the dark