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 | 
