Geek who loves computers
Sometimes, my goal is
Simple: don’t screw things
Up, don’t make it worse.
Really, the best I offer?
Love, to care, gently holding
Small pieces of this
Life, and try to help them
Feel their glorious uniqueness.
Maybe, just maybe, bring a
Little bit more light into
This angry, bitter world.
Of such I dream.
Awoke to bird song.
Emotions flittering past
This morning’s blessing.
Metal descends
Hissing loudly
Linear flow
Impacting bone
Nerves, spine
Seperated from
Itself. These
Strange acts
Of brutal
Mercy.
Such strange wanderings
Feet trampling earth’s corners
Journey’s stretching forth.
Weariness grabs my soul
Dragging eyes downwards
Below my stride, footsteps
Striking quietly upon
Concrete, stone, pedestrian
Elements of suburban life.
Sunlight flows downwards
Colors washing mountainsides
Red domination.
We’re worn thin
Drifting through miles
Of mediocrity.
Gurgling though such
I found myself resting.
Riding upon the camel
Of my dreams.
Though I remain still
My sense of motion remains.
Body’s cruelty.
Eyes turn as one,
Moving gaze upon
Wretched scenes of
Mammoth misery.
Our breathes gasp
Together, at once,
Gathered as one
Into a collective
Expression of horror.