Free Love           Talk with
Open Space        See thru
Three me            Feel me
Can't you             Five we
            See?                  Hear.
                      ­        Now
Set up                           Fear
Set yourself         Then
                               Free Fall
Smell me
            Old?
                               Felt Black
Velvety                 like Cheese
                               Smelt Green
Olive                     like Peace

Free Fall               Bond Over
Brown Beer         like Hips
                               Card Games
Pink Play              like Finger

Exploding             Glass
             We?

I can't remember your name
But that doesn't mean
I don't care

The coyote tricks and laughs
But always with fools

You and I are not fools
And clearly can not pick
The wine in front of us

The lynx sulks and licks
Nursing her kitten

You & I are not kitten
Cuz we fly
With the whole nine yard

My one Odin eye
Sits atop the Crystal Palace

A Black raven
Where the curtains
Match the carpet bombing

I gaze down
Sitting on our Ivory Tower

Love Peace and Baci
It's like mixing water oil
and a synthetic polymer

And better than ever
From here to forever

Lyrical master
Spinning a teller

Yearning faster
With a blaster
Never master

Bait and haters
Flow with fevers

She gives
We takes

Vibes
and
Vapes
and
Vipers

and
We out
Don't pout

Shoot pool
Be cool

Breakfast for Mom
and I, then a garage sale

From the French garer
A shelter

We're selling or giving
away our old shelter

Stagg St is up for sale

This is a good thing
Cuz lately I'm down
whenever I'm there

A shelter
A garer
A garage

Mostly we store
accumulated shït
from Pigs on the Wing

Mostly I remember
us with nothing
but each other

And we were happy.
Or? Are my memories
gaslighting

Le mie zie
Two are gone
I miei zii
One is gone

It's 2025

April showers, a Sweet-season'd
"Come le dolci piogge alla terra"

The passing rain changes our Face
"Come alla terra le dolci piogge di primavera"

Are we becoming Literals?
Thus Poetry Month ends

"Cosi mi sazio o faccio penitenza
tutto divoro oppure resto senza"

(Cue Wayne Shorter)

Eat Swim Fly
Eat Pray Love

Common eating!
Mixing movies
Speaking no Evil

We pry and flay
We find Swove and do Lim!

We create Swovelim

In the the Deep South
Pass desert Wurms
Beyond chap lips

In the the White Mount
Thru Shangri-La
Above Event Horizons

We make Swovelim

38 minutes ago

Change is necessary.
Change is require.
But is change sufficient?

Change is a diversifier.
Change is a niche filler.
But is change transformative?

Change is not good.
Change is not bad.
But then what changes do we keep?

Heuristic small change we like?
Perpetuating idiosyncratic Absurdities?
Selecting traits for "survival"
in a world of our own creation.

Do you understand the Michael Jackson trap?

Real Evolution is easy.
Diversity + Mobility = Survival
But cosmetics is much harder.

What will the monkey see in the mirror?
Will he like my face?
Will I have diversify my humanity,
change my BIOS for faces,
to an arbitrary Facebook,
Unrecognizable to a nostalgic monkey?

Hope and Love
     by Jane Hirshfield

The Great Blue Heron of Dunbar Road
     by Ada Limón

Find them on the Cloud
I made a small space for you There
Where we'll be Fair

Find us under the Shroud
Like faint visage lying in Turin
A blue heron amongst the horses

If we have time, find us
If we have goals, make us

Reale e non un qualunque
Giuseppe social costruzione
che scopa il suolo tra noi