Poetica 14

I want to be the electric pulse that feeds your thoughts.
This way when they become words you would speak of me.

I want to be part of your actions every time I fire shots.
This way you can do me like a habit with which I agree.

I want to be a character in your life story, no more casting lots.
This way we will be coming and going as our neighbours spill the tea.

I want to be your destiny, you were lead here by the dots.
I pretend to eat you but I’m here to serve you on bended knee.