Mini Project 1: Cellphone

See: hard plastic cover, blue bubbles text messages, the moving ellipses, bright artificial light, long winding paragraphs, but the words hit like bullets

Hear: Vibrations coming from a new text message, the chime of a notification - trivial or no - an alert, loud aggression coming from miles away, the voice in my head muffling an argument

Smell: the warm air from your anger

Touch: faint touchscreen, thumbs hitting the keypad forming jumbled words, blood draining from my limbs

Taste: muffled words ready to spill from my mouth, hard swallows from a parched throat 

 

Mini Project 2: Electric Signals, Neurons, Synapses

See: converted thoughts into digital texts, cerebral manifestations 

Hear: Electrical signal transmitted into radio waves, neurons messenger cells in the body, synapses transfer information from one cell to another

Taste: I can taste the anger from miles away

Smell: burnt anger, the fire and heat from passing electricity through the wires, friction

Touch: Meanwhile my mind is comprehending all of this, electric shock felt by the nerves

 

Haiku: Lightning-quick Transmission

electric signal,

passes through voltage cables,

arrives as a chime  

 

Final Project:

[Pending Title]

I can taste the burnt anger 
like electricity passing through wires,
fire burning at the ends of wires,
a friction.

These moving ellipses,
these constant barrage of paragraphs,
enclosed in blue bubbles
as if to avoid spilling them all at once,
came zipping through currents and voltages
electrical signals converted into words,
thoughts digitalized. 

We let those doubts fire out through synapses,
passing along cerebral manifestations,
but I muffle a prepared argument. 
My heart jumps in synch with every chime rung.
Every hardened response from you signaled
a loud aggression from miles away. 

Was the distance really that far?
Have I lost you somewhere?