hour of the wolf

the only sound right now
is my fingers tapping the keys
the hard drive spinning
the steady whine of silence
when i take a break from typing
all this while my mind is
consumed, immersed, soaked,
in thoughts
feels like i am drunk
when i haven't touched
alcohol
in so many months
(probably a year now)
but goddamn i am seeing double
here i am sitting
in my virtual bubble
sending out signals
to alien entities
that might or might not
exist
but if they do (i think they do)
will they send a signal back?
for i'll be waiting
receivers wide open
staring at the night sky
like a child that doesn't know science
like a child that still believes in magic