Drone

Christopher Bissonnette - A Touch of Heartbreak

I’ve been here before. See an array of lights out on the horizon. Like claws. Try to reach out and touch them. Give up. Return to the hypnotic drone of the tracks.

The patterns drone over and over. Oppressive and living under the skin. I don’t remember them being here before. They’re here now. Dive deep inside to reach out to my memories. Thinking really hard to remember, eyes twitch, eyelids pulse before blinking… Give up. Return to the hypnotic drone of the tracks.