July
2, 1996
with
a few pennies in the pockets full of hallucination
inside
a fist full of illusions
listen
to the stone balancing the mountain
to
the clock in the heart running out of time
waited
inside
zero gravity
waited
beyond
the space
filled
in graphite
waited
knowing
behind all that
is
futility
waited
for
footsteps to enter
waited
for
skin to connect
feeling
earth
touching
us
waited
inside
the sphere
with
thoughts
the
laser did not print out
waited
for
the naked body
to
lock together
in
naked fusion
& every
night
mysteriously
someone
touches
the key
DELETE
August
4, 1997
tenderly
the night
inhabits
you
with
rain
drops
tenderly
you
inhabit
the
rain
drops
June 3, 1997
in my solitude
with
the persistence of vision
your
breathing haunts me
in my solitude
the
waling siren awakens war apparitions
your
breathing haunts me
in my solitude
the
ambulance rush through ghost streets multiple channels
your
breathing haunts me
in my solitude
with
time’s unknown dimension
your
breathing haunts me
in my solitude
who
combs your hair when your high fever is under the electric iceblanket
your
breathing haunts me
in my solitude
your
breathing lives on haunting my vision
in
my solitude
August 17, 1997
10:40 PM
saw la strada again
the street so far
beyond the cyberspace edge
where the
sea turtle returns
fertilizing
the eggs
with
the cosmic seed
hatching
my memories
wanted to see you there as a word
in the ordinary passage of a day
to stay till the program consumes time
time
does not consume love
love
consumes time with its surrounding space
a stainlesssteel plate
seals the sky
its impenetrable metallic light
reflects
a passing day
with
no elongating shadows
the heart machine
breaks
inside a passing car
the breath
machine
breaths
through trembling leaves
then
breaks in the bicycle spinning spokes
a
day passes
with & without
street sounds
breathing
with the wooden clown
sitting
on the silent computer
saw la
strada again
last
night
a
street so far away
beyond
the cyberspace edge |
