Ohh, I really liked this one. How are you so good with words? I'm jealous. This one was almost dark, and just... damn.

That sounded amazing. I have to ask why it's called Satellite, though, because it sounds like its from the perspective of someone terminally ill and promising not to leave. Am I right or wrong about that?

This poem is really all over the place. It's hard to understand the subject matter.

But I think that's what makes it interesting (:

I like all of your metaphors, especially the one about being electric.

Katie