Be There Not Today

Get caught up in the rain.
It seems
the sky has a sense
of yearning
a talent for longing.

The comforting mountains
the lovelorn landscape
we tear apart
taking pieces of ourselves
with it
to the sea.

The silence of the heart
when in awe.
When out of myself.

Hear. See. Be not.

Sitting on the fringes of the city

Sitting on the fringes of the city,
sodium lights as speckled sysnapses;
their glare loud
as the hum of brain activity.
The spinal cord at dawn,
the early birds flying in and taking off.
The corporate buzz yawning off
and the collective decibel storm
of workstations starting...
all trading systems woken up from automation

The Busiest Road

the busiest road can be the less travelled
nonetheless.
It all comes down to the mindset
behind the wheel.
What beauty and heat the windshield exudes!
Gray and green and concrete
and people's faces
sandblasted on retinas UV-shielded.

random babblings

the resolution will be televised
no, wait,
streamed
no, wait,
p2ped
no, wait,
disrupted, joosted,
digg'ed,
in the cloud,
2.0'ed or 3.0'ed,
Twittered or maybe mahaloed.
Ah! fuck it!
got no time for this...
I am driving to the shore in 5.

The world seems so heavy today

The world seems so heavy today,
it’s like sunlight is leaden
and air itself has turned to stone
in an alchemical sort of way

A walk today
would become an exercise
in breathing cobble-stones.
Inhaling is hard.
Exhaling is weak.
The body is listless.

Feet dragging barely.
Food is a nuisance.
Sex is way out the question.

The ominous waters are closing in
Like benzene fumes stench,
It makes me retch.
Fuck this, I’m quitting.