are you reading this from far away?

oh,do you know?
such a brute feeling this is.
Pulsing all over my body.
Each and every pulse spells a letter.
They're conjuring your name.

Floating.

The whirling wind will bring them to you.

Put your specs on.

Yes,there they are.

See them dancing in front of your nose?

You've perfected your ability of being invisible.

(riverwalk,2 am)