Please Stand By by Laura Merritt

Static crackles and hisses. Feels like I am in a blizzard.
Without purposeful imagination working for intent, I can feel and hear a gale wind. Can wind be a mirage of sort. Produced by a mind desperately needing relief. As of dying of thirst in a desert.
“Please stand by!” Flashing against the back drop of a white out.
“Please stand by!”
Technical difficulties. Give it a thump or a whack witk a stick. That’d do it. Back in business then. 
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