January 2011
4 posts
apocalypse
there were sharks hunting in the sky swallowing the stars spitting out clouds counting all the planes counting all the boats even the rockets could not escape the fireworks got out of control the volcanoes were an echo of much worse explosions we watched the sky we saw dragons something flew towards me and snatched my mind i kept holding my heart in my outstretched hand for the birds to feed on,...
draft of dreams
digital is the air that i breathe virtual is the hand that i extend across horizons real is the dream that i wake that i sleep that i plant in the ground under my feet the city sleeps the city wakes the dreams dream the dream dreams sweetness is the substance of this dream the dream is the justification for this sweetness seeds that are planted in these dreams are dreams that shall sprout from...
The Wind
I have not been able to pay attention it has flown like the wind In my past, smoke In my future, clouds, under my feet
searching for the ground swimming in these shadows I held onto the tree As fast as I could It spoke (they always do) “I grow in the garden beneath which the rivers flow” I tasted its fruit I drank wine from its veins Its branches are still reaching out to me
Even if I am trying...