Satellites - Cylab

In time

I find

the gift of sight

is hard to see

of presently

clear the state of things

clear the state so far

transmissions

occuring

in weathered atmosphere

the pressure ebbs and flows

we are storming clear

and recognize us now

and recognize us now

as we are polarized

transmitted sight

I satellite

I’m found in waves

electro magnetic rays

transmitted sight

I’ll colonize

I satellite

monopolize

unseen fine

I feed through middle times

I move within the lines

I am to land mine

and recognize us now

and recognize us now

as we are polarized

we are magnetic spheres