Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Sunday, January 06, 2008
if i could build the bridge
(from here to there)
i’d use the arc and fabric of a jet trail
tracing the earth’s curvature like
a sleeping lover’s shoulder blade
wander the vast lobby of clouds
below the dark blanket of the troposphere
and i would come back down, for you
whole freeways crossed like sidewalk cracks
to find you there, bathed in the pale glow
of a monitor screen, looking for me
where i never truly am, say
turn around-
i’d use the arc and fabric of a jet trail
tracing the earth’s curvature like
a sleeping lover’s shoulder blade
wander the vast lobby of clouds
below the dark blanket of the troposphere
and i would come back down, for you
whole freeways crossed like sidewalk cracks
to find you there, bathed in the pale glow
of a monitor screen, looking for me
where i never truly am, say
turn around-