I flip a switch and

He burns electric
Your ghost
the one that lives in my memories
Lands
1
2
3
4
blows
before I can even react
I am on all fours
pouring blood from my mouth
These are my processor dreams
my celluloid screams
He burns electric
becoming the conduit
for all the emotions that are meant for me
A smartphone Messiah
Social networking God
I grovel in the dirt
for any scraps of you