musings around neon gravestones

this song title, it’s been rattling around my mind since the track list was released, flashing every so often, nudging my thoughts, to just stop, to see, think it through there’s a message there to be sure neons, messengers of noisy streets in the dark, crowds hurrying along, cars swishing by toward desperate destinations neon light burning through the darkness, silently screaming, demanding I’m Here! Pay Attention! Notice Me! Don’t Pass Me By! vaporous cries we can see gravestones aligned at attention, these stoic, solid, sentinels of cold granite carved with an eternal message name….date….prayer hands blessed a visible whisper from the grave silently pleading Remember me! I was here. neon gravestones stand among the sea of all who are and have been rows and rows of cold, gray, granite plead to not be forgotten lost amidst the countless other whisper-screamed fears of ceasing to exist neon glow, a false warmth lies of importance lighting a last desperate attempt to prove significance, noteworthiness singularly memorable, until another buzz of neon switching on, the flicker of cold, electric light the cry of another soul terrified they’ll Disappear -Sarah Allred 9/15/18