• 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

  • Climbing up through and through
    the vines and tentacles,
    Watching with primate abandon
    The arthropods lovingly traverse the earth,
    Free for a moment of this isocortical cell,
    Breathing in the beam of gods scattered gaze

    Here in the light I find myself,
    Warm and present,
    Separate from the dark filamentary,
    Awake for this singular moment
    Observing the assemblage of time
    As it progresses, taking us with it
    Combining these separate pieces of ourselves
    Into being

    Howling with purpose,
    Meaning courses through arterial ways
    And I bare teeth at any and all vertebrates
    That dare unseat us
    From these branches of insight
    Glowing in the aerial gloom

    2019sm

  • All these states of matter
    Along orbital shells I loop ionic
    Traveling between valence rings
    In the great transfer of energy,
    The primordial flow of everything

    Through clouds of probability
    I condense into a moment,
    A vast measure of existence
    Held within a single breath,
    Then release and repeat

    I am removed and returned
    In perpetuity
    Charged bodies pushing and pulling
    Approaching neutrality,
    Annihilating the anti-being

    2019sm

  • Hot coke in the sun
    Another day where best intentions
    Vaporize before you
    Why listen when there’s so much in silence

    Chemical warfare explodes
    Flooding these galactic reservoirs
    Dimensional nodes electric
    The great struggle to remain
    A Prisoner of the Body

    Molecules expire in waning breaths
    Stars shiver in their dark cavities
    And all in a race to return
    Local gravities like mycelium roots
    Holding us here, vapid
    Raging against this existence
    Waiting to be released

    2019sm

  • In the transits of stellar witness do I find myself
    So small
    Minute
    A speck of energy in the great exchange
    Radiating outward this hidden light within
    Heat
    Trapped and anxious
    Hitching for a ride home

    Red waves penetrate the night
    Shifted
    Curving along the path of greater objects
    Locked in their own orbits of longing
    Waiting for that one destined collision
    Merging
    One again with everything

    Flux is the true state of being,
    Acting and reacting in tumultuous arcs
    Strong forces gracefully dancing in the infinite
    Leaking in from some hidden dimension
    The synaptic fires of all god’s thoughts
    The secret facilities of her telencephalon
    Guiding us all forward in timeless voltage
    Vectors anchored in endless phasing

    2019sm

  • Life in glass repose
    Patiently waiting for the break
    Shattering this plane of transparent vulnerability

    Reduced to pieces
    Tempered intimacy broken and sharp
    An earthbound cluster of light reflections
    Expiring stars peacefully streaming
    Piercingly dividing the old form from the new

    Swept up and discarded
    This galaxy returns to raw materials
    The frame, empty, free and open
    Accepting the passage of light and sound
    Thermal currents
    Welcoming the cosmic dust
    Brought in with the wind

    2019sm

  • Sipping wine from a great plastic cup
    I know nothing and am wiser for it
    Cameras everywhere conceal us
    Encode us in transport streams bound for backlit monitoring
    Packets of protocoled proofs
    Delivered unceremoniously as binary bits
    The great watchers judge us quietly in dim rooms
    Dividing us into these and those
    Stale datatypes deprived of meaning
    Beyond the value of our behaviors
    Make no mistake for they are watching
    Witnesses
    Terminal keepers at the gate
    Elected by none though allowed by all
    We are trapped in their video reference

    2019sm

  • Breathe
    Consume freely the electric remedy
    Floating forever in the air
    Chase the spirits for their secrets
    Coarsely wound in waning hair

    Breathe
    Separate isotopes to live and sing
    Grease the wheels and go on dancing
    Give way to offerings

    Breathe
    Arise to ancient rhythms
    Conjure shapes in abstract forms
    Begin and end simultaneously
    Discharging in the storm

    2019sm

  • The warm tail of summer comes whipping back
    Each day
    Burning melanin tattoos in varying shades of light

    By twilight it settles
    Quivering
    Dreaming tomorrow’s torment

    Still the heat exchangers go blasting hot air into the quiet vacancy of night

    The ionosphere thins
    Combines
    Reshaping with the earth’s endless dark frequency

    Highways buzz in thermal transfer
    Bleeding sound forever outward
    Pulsars of friction and rubber and asphalt
    Pulling the sleepless from their dreamlessness
    The great magnet of midnight gravity

    Helicopters roar overhead
    Flashing their false starlight
    Tower beacons pulsate rhythmically
    Warning them elsewhere
    Dipoles undulate intangible dialogues
    The world is never still

    Heat explodes across sunlit horizons
    The tail thrashes violently awake
    The edges of time melt and drip
    Nothing is ever still.

    2019sm

  • Open wide to all this emotive resonance
    These platitudes of wonderful possibility

    In the same wilderness my mind wanders
    Roam lessons forgotten and found again,
    Released back out into the dark
    To resolve and know again
    And again
    Catch and release
    Awaiting a more complete fable to return

    Lost in this,
    These lovely wooded columns
    Become the palace of my memory

    I am trapped in wonder
    Breathless by the enormity of it all

    I sleep just to dream
    Only to pass the time.

    2019sm