Somehow a Soul

Somehow a soul exists
in this lovely rise
there's just no telling
a kick and a role
call out to the one
not joined in this embrace
in a few passing moments
old soul partners
will meet and relate
through blue eyes

A Poem Turns 10

smokin' in some lost
alcove
a simply still moment
each haul
a sweet meditation
a quiet breath
all the reasons forgotten
in the light clarity

Elect

i'm elect
i'm electric as the video
game beats and beats
the electronic pulse is magic
go make your beat
beat that game
electrify every experience

Humming

sit around, or stand
talk about the things good people do


weight loss, plastic water bottles
sorting cans
and your summer pants


eat a salad (with no dressing)
as the pizza drips


head back down to your room


alone


the computers hum