skin of lynn

she had no tongue, she had no hands
no way to speak out or speak in
but lynn would tell her tales of woe
thru expressive vibration of skin

her skin made waves that sailed the air
you could sense them by touch or by sound
when your ears and skin felt extra pain
you knew that lynn was around

the frequencies she conjured up
were broadcast quality
the sad things that she vibrated
appeared on radio and tv

the media companies tried to stop
her with new regulations
but she told them, sadly, where to go
with a new set of vibrations