words

Underneath everything
Dear John
Resting at the seat of the conscious meter,
Recording wordlessly the joules of this human condition
In the shape of me and my patterns,
Learned and unlearned

Dear John
Upon that throne of knowing
Silently observing
The endless meandering of my wound up windings

You are still here,
There,
A virtual presence
in rent controlled cerebral space
I reflect upon your visage
As I define and redefine
The concept of being a man among men
Drawing over and over again
My reflection in the face of the son

Bridging the hippocampi I
Straddle the shadow and the id
Reforming the ego in the shape of eternity
Linear pre-correction before the filter mask
Dear John
I am nothing if not grateful

2019sm