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Good evening and welcome back


This is tonight’s program


The air is ripe


Ripe with social abundance

And whimsical latte grooves
A warmth in the air

It caresses your body, this warmth
It walks by your side, this warmth

It’s there holding your hand

Knowing that you’re alone

Because this isn’t the same warmth of a

person’s hand



But this comfort, this invisible hand, this invisible other



Is the warmth of the free midnight air

The city lights: fluorescent metal plants with flashing neon insects and prowling jungle dwellers
The soft ambient jazz that plays from the dripping rain.
Giving your life the harmony of passion

The melody of joy

But with the rhythms of melancholy

A lone phrase that passes by each composition

Your world goes black and white

Full becomes hollow

Radiant becomes dull

Trust becomes deception

Love becomes hate

Life becomes death


The rain intensifies with translucent color
Reflecting the street illumination of grandeur
and sensual subtlety

Urban poetry doused by mythic ambition
Perplexing the eyes of the unknowing artist
Raising the half full glass to the half empty person

Objects in mirror are closer than they appear


You are that much closer to your reflective self

The part of you that will never leave the gaze of reflective surfaces

There when you look away from your noon time coffee on the café window

There when your mind wonders away from your spouses’ arguing; the mirror behind them

There on the puddles on the asphalt and street corners, asking you with voiceless faces


‘Where are you now?”

“Is this the dream of God subconscious?”

“Is God asleep?  Is this all just a dream of something bigger than us/’

Having a conversation with your reflection can turn out to be quite enlightening.



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