You think that was scary?
Well I'm influenced,
For terror is a good friend of mine.

A cold embodiment of emotion,
Hollowed me out to a husk,
For I'll always remember,
The time he almost took from us.

T h e   d a y s   s e e m   t o o   l o n g
A  n  d     t  h  e     y  e  a  r  s     e  v  e  n      l  o  n  g  e  r

Funny how quickly
A life can be-

What attention's worth the price after production,

original intent was mentioned with no ion,

no intention
to define a republic, Venice,
for example, imaginable, global village,
once we all accept the other right,
Dunbar number voting nodes agreed
to be, as we have all religiously agreed,

truth is worth more than profit margins.

**** sapiens have limits second sapience
cannot correct, conscious autonomic
fear of falling leads to running,
wait and see,
some peaces past took eons,
to get one decade of happy slaves…
carnal mind defensive nodes, remenants
from the lobster stacking game we trained on.

Truth, as wisdom, known with understanding,
old magi serve freeing wisdoms,
precept upon precept, stepon
onstep.  Step weight push

on step get the swing of it,
there was an e once and a ce
suddenly imagine flying if no body were needed
cloud shape sneezed realized galactic form,

yes, stop motion slow time mode
our sneezes are force formed shapers
of our kind, coded notes
to T cells
in virtual
vitro mental
marrow… healthy bones,
barring bad luck cancers,
who's
to blame an insufficient faith,
shame,
what do you think we are, among the stars
we have living
on earth
with us now,

the first children born
into 5G and didital
currencies and for seeable futures

with no justifiable wars,
with reasons
for being re
validated each generation, all simulations

mirror neuronically producing identical
patterning vain prayers
to change the code.
--- until naked, was the word
--- naked truth the child said,
--- while pointing at the new historic towb
adversaries all righeously enrobed, ra'
fallen man eats fallen fruit, yah
never picked, ready to eat, ripe\

Stop this world. I want off.
And as anticipated, it's never that easy.

There's a cmd line to find, nnn redo okeh
but no make it like you never intended to know.

--------- Aesop's version
Never attempt to serve two masters in a cage fight.
No, that's not the moral, the moral is, take the win.

Walk away and make your peace with all you used
to realize
you do realize most of what we agree is real,
can be made to seem unnecessarily hard to learn.

Patience, Herr Doktor, the fool's remedy,
is as beans evident to Pythagoreans.

If I could reply,
without the pain.

If I were bold,
to break these chains.

It would be as,
If I could fly,
in heaven sky,
to stop time’s sigh.

For an hour I visited,
A guest to the house,
Of a poet's 'palace.'

For an hour I was there,
It took me all that time,
Just to post once.

For an hour I visited,
A weary world,
Of 'The best poets you've ever met.'

For an hour,
And I'll never go again.

But do you not realize how  
Littered
You are, with so much  
Time–              

               Still,  
You choose to waste it

Yet time will always lick
Our wounds
Given the time, for us to heal

               We are
           Time's litter.

i don't have an alarm, but i tell them it rings
because their alarms ring, and they like to announce it.
they wake up at six.

they think the same things,
they write the same words,
they tell them to me.

Up hiking on a hill that once housed a king
whose golden age had gleamed long ago:
His former realms filling all that I’m seeing
but little trace of him now, just shadows.

Standing alone, his abandoned throne,
overgrown with brambles and weeds
that crack its old stone, unbemoaned,
while the vines spread more of their seeds.

Many years later (or less?), a hiker will pass
up and down this very same hill
and look back on us past, wondering at last
why our gilded age didn’t last like we’d willed.