Aerial

Colonies of globes
Transformed in space
In-between falling days the sky turns
Course holding bullet divides the atoms
Takes their route through me
Creates symptoms of illness
Aerials are sending (out)
Parabolic dishes are receiving
Particles of time grow everyday life dull
Alerting noise is forgetting the chant of silence
Para....sites are mating in love sweat
In the night in the night stay by...
Aerials are sending...