New Draft (Poem 200408 lf)

Specialize or decay. For better or worse it has implanted it’s pieces into the heart of human functioning.

stripped to the bone

our ancesters made tool from stone and a ligament bind

yet now the majority are blind
bound to car and cell

making hellos in gifs

instead of making gifts

how did we know so much before building closing doors

maybe it’s not just a metaphor

we’re poor

Many poorer than the poor

survival skills left adrift for gifs

i need a knife & a raft,

If the computer craft crashed

it’d poke holes in the hull. Cull the current human draft.

We have drills now, they’re hard. Technology has bore into our cave. Digital cascades of beta waves carving decades of data days. Specialize or decay. For better or worse it has implanted it’s pieces into the heart of human functioning.

it wouldn’t be the computers these days that take down the majority of humanity, it would be loss of them.

In everything (poem)

Maybe missing

but I know what love feels like now.

It is infinitely tender, threading, interlocking, release

It is wiser than we are

It already knows

without question-

 

true to everything.

 

It is only interrupted;

It can never be contained.

it seeps out of me when I am not looking

and into the heart of everything

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