You are here
Where are you now? Here alive, not dead. Where are you headed? Death. Where do you want to be? Here alive. You are here.
Poems
Flit fly
Change, change, change. Delta gate two. Fat man in surgery mask parks nearby. Nerves straight into the skull via the teeth. Who would like a root canal? The caterpillar mouth of a terminal tunnel waits to suck onto our departing shuttle, a long cross of a plane. To the forest. An emerald and yellow gem …
The beheading
https://youtu.be/iu5YhEhB8w4 And the calliope crashed to the ground. Curbside delivery. Asking the morning sounds for a hint of what’s to come. A meteor shower blocked out by the clouds. Did you see the burning flame balls, the cosmic bursting rocks while you slept? Are you good enough to dream behind the clouds? The morning coffee …
Lights one way (part 2)
So what is the opposite of this death thing? A dream? The lights on. Arising. Awakening. Understanding a pack of lies then knowing they’re lies. That kind of awakening. Lights on to the bird’s chirp. The humming engines and the tire treads on pavement. A dog chewing a bone stuffed with peanut butter. Tiny drops …
Death one way (part 1)
How far away is death? So near. Death is the stopping of the heart, the ceasing of the brain. The stillness of the fluids and the blood. Death is the erasure of all the memories – all the people, places, feelings, tastes, sounds and touches. Death cold stops all of it. Never to be found …