Trudy

I got like this . . .

built-in Betamax in my head. Records anything.
It's like somebody's using my brain to dial-switch
through humanity. I pick up signals that seem to transmit
snatches of people's lives.
My umbrella hat works like a satellite dish. I hear this
sizzling sound like white noise. Then I know it's
trance time.
That's how I met my space chums. I was in one of my trances,
watching a scene from someone's life, and I suddenly sense
others were there
watching with me.