Recycled
Recycled memoriesof ungraceful livesStill in the unburdened sunwaiting for their momentNever alone, truly
Nam Tam
NAM TAM NAM TOMMNAM MAM NON TANSANN TAN NAM NAM
Emptiness Leads To
SimplifyBut when I doI feel emptyBut what’s wrongwith feeling that emptinessThat is what I wantMy true selfDeeper than wordsDeeper than sightMere sensesthat can distortand confuseSimplicityleads to emptinessEmptiness leads to
Baby
Why do I knowabout the lindberg baby?
Saved
Blinded by painFalling backwardsand tripping on a rugHit against a glass caseFell in junk mailAbsorbing the bloodSaved by the pizza manIt’s a beautiful Life
Critical vs Composition
Criticalsells pepsimakes peopleminds that don’t createreflect, repeatCompositionrequires poisegracerequires humilityand humanity
I Wish Someone Told Me
I wish someone told meTold me about the emptinessTold me it isn’t wrongTold me about the connectionTold me I could feel itAnd ignore it when I need toTold me it doesn’t matterTo just input and see and observe and feel and you can’t have and you can barely hold and it doesn’t matter at allI […]
I Want to Remember
I want to remember a timeA time I can’t recallBefore I was createdWay before I diedWhen words were freeAnd purity wasSome old friends got togetherTo talk and laughAt nothing reallyNot even really friendsJust an excuse to laughBefore the machines spokeAnd wroteBased on words and dataThat no one remembersOr understandsA time I can’t recallI wonder if […]
I Love Now
I love nowWhen I’m not in painWhen the air is freshWhen I can say “ahorita”And it might never happenNothing to do but sit or lieWhen no one is callingWhen the screen isn’t onAnd there’s no soundBut the birds
“Non” “Sense”
I need to buy pensTo write Nonsense on this paper“Non” “Sense”My favorite kind of senseThe one that doesn’t requireReason or doubtDoubt is blind beliefReason is a prisonWriting nonsense to existRight nowWrite now
Sad Meat
“Turnkey” business model“Side hustle” to earnA freezer in a roomWith fine cuts from the northAnd in 24 hours of waitingYour face turns from thatFamiliar scowl to a smileBut you’re suspiciousThat you’ve been had
Warmth & Banality
Only in the banalityOf a Starbucks with a drive thruCan the sounds of busy peopleBe heardHerdWarmth and banality, “Jesica”
When Our Eyes Met
Our feet touchAnd that familiar spark returnsThe one that occuredWhen our eyes met9 years agoIn that dark, circular roomWhere only we existedWhere pain became peripheralWhere a foundation emergedFrom nothing and no one
Screens
Screens blinding struggling peopleAs they sitCraned necks slowly breakingNecks that feel like progressProgressing to a pointPast the toxic lakePast the drunk five and dimerAnd womenPast the ugly “art installation”That is supposed to inspire “hope”Past the full hospitalAwaking into a worldNot too far awayWhere energy isn’t feltAnd connection is just a word
Knowledge Is
Do you know what Knowledge is?Text on paperPaper on a text on paperIs it?Walking on a streetWalking in a forestFeeling strings and meatBetween your fingersReading text on paperLater feeling its meaningLike a revelationSo do you know what?Knowledge is
The Last Page
Filling the last pageOf a book I never expected toLast this longThe rain falls outsideOn to stone and weedsThe pool cover glistensLike a friendly frogThe trees laugh and singTheir leaves committing gentle suicideLike that Monty Python sketchAnd all the while the coffeeMaintains its steamEmanating from the brimI don’t remember whatI dreamed last nightAnd though I […]
Guff
“Guff”Is a great wordAnd oneI intend to employ
Dream of a Family
I’m with my familyI’m setting up a BBQI love to BBQMeat and eat and laugh andMy father had climbed too highAnd he fellHe fell flat on his faceI asked him “are you okay?”He was okayI realized that there wasNo meatNo meat to eatI proceeded to drive a carTo the storeTo buy meat
Graceful Dead
I want to face deathWith open armsWith a full heartWith a wealth of experienceAnd knowledgeFor infinity to feast onWith an understandingOf nothingWith intensity but no panicWith laughterWith the same abandonThat I feel nowWith an offering, a giftI want to face deathAnd fight gracefullyKnowing I won’t win
36
At 36 years oldI feel my body breakingBut I have hopeMy hope lies, or rather standsIn the fact that I don’t have the choice to give upAnd I am going to dieTherefore every painIs temporaryEvery sensation propels meDeeper into my workAnd my pursuit of emptiness
Choosing to Be Born
Choosing to be bornEmerging from infinityTo pursue the act ofFinding something to find
Dreams From Another Plane
Someone I once knewSaid that people from the 1800sWere “simpler”Implying they were stupidThat they didn’t have the machinesThat we do nowFor someone’s benefitWhen they request a static solutionTo a moving problemAnd cry when tragedy strikesAnd weep not from sadnessBut from the feelingThat a machine encountersWhen it short circuitsThat immortal flesh is rottingA nurse from the […]
My Revelation
My Revelation was falseIt was not realIt was the opposite of realThere were no tearsMy hair didn’t stand on endMy eyes simply blinkedI looked up and downNothing changedBut I was silentFor a whileI felt the calm resonanceOf a bellA distant bellThis isn’t a real revelation
A Man Who Knows He Will Die
A man who knowsHe will dieHow does a moment lookDifferent to himThan the analyticalLost man in the screenWho pines about machinesEven eludingThat he is machineHow does his cup of coffee tasteDifferentIs it different whenThe wind blowsThe rain startsThe seasons changeThe sun goes downIn a day or 3 yearsSandwiched betweenNow and infinityA man who knowsHe will […]
To Be Considered More
EndlessnessEmptinessYes I will chooseAn emptiness thatAllows a HumanTo not be a humanTo be considered more