December 11, 2014

Particles (a poem)

Sharp toe nails


Hammers with hard bodied faces
Level together in the X, Y axis of space.

Planets with oceans for land float by


Auras in purple and white
Scatter out into the particled universe.

Warm worn-in leather


Stretched out denim,
Aged and frayed with love.

Interstellar travel between times


Patterns of galaxies
Shaped into possessions and gravity.

Trains woo by


Bones rattle between cars
Flashing high beams in warning.

Part of you dies


Transmitted brain waves dissipate
Over the horizon and into nothingness.

The sun rises and a new day particles into existence.

December 4, 2014

The Definition of FREE

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November 22, 2014

Coffee Pills

Coffee Pills

The most coffee I ever drank in one sitting was seven 12oz cups. I remember feeling a pulse in my toes. The coffee was good. It was specialty brew from a local roaster. While he traveled the globe looking for the perfect roast, I sat in his shop; and a  grenade grew in my chest, feeding blood to the carrier as it absorbed the free WiFi. 

I wondered if caffeine pills had a similar effect. I imagine it would be like this. It was rejuvenating; my bones chattered. I soaked in the realization like a hot tub. This was my little corner of the universe, one that I occupied with energetic doubt and existential compassion. 

I had an epiphany in that sitting. It goes like this:

I am but an organic machine, experimenting with different chemical lubricants. Some grease up my heart, others slosh around my stomach. My biological membrane breaks down the molecular code like a supercomputer. The good, the bad, and the sometimes both are all processed and out comes a (sometimes) hazardous bi-product. And that will keep happening until I am dead and in the dirt. Then someone will come along and plant a coffea plant on me. And a future organic machine will chew on coffee pills until they suffer from the same fate. It is but a vicious, caffeinated circle.