The wires hum me to sleep (idea)

You can hear it, If you listen
the voices of a million,
searching for an audience of one
the soft hiss of an electrical tide
data in/data out

You can hear it,
the soft key strokes of a million fingertips
billions of lines of text
scrolling across city streets, over mountains

You can hear it,
if you listen closely
It is the sound that a message in a bottle makes
as it washes on shore.