Thursday, September 27, 2012

Static Sensor/Soldier of Love

I see your body. I know it's there. And between us is a gap, an interval, a zone - demilitarized, so as to cause no friction.

Korean "DM" Zone - Image courtesy via CC

Here's the rub - I want to move in, I want to invade your space. To play Space Invaders with you... I have to cross through the gap and touch and intend to do so. I mean no static, I mean no harm, I attack in peace. To disarm your sensor, to allow for open encroachment - by me, through space, from here to there. So what do you say? Shall I fire off a volley or two to make you aware? That I plan to overrun the zone and enter no man's land, a risk - though worthwhile in the end. There is no annexation, the assault will have end; to occupy, but not too long, by no means forever, but to certainly invade your lines to charge the tip or the trench and align negative with positive.

Whether persistence or menace you must decide as I make known the intentions to cross the great divide.



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