International Klein Blue

In my dreams I stand nervously Hesitant My toes curl around The edge of hard Sharp concrete And I am scared. I am exhilarated Also As I dive right into International Klein Blue Something strange Takes me over Depth made actual Infinity tangible With eyes open I drink blue I consume blue I become blue …

Don’t Go Digital

Don't go digital People of the world. Digital is a venus fly trap An angler fish The gossamer silk of the black widow. Why would you want to discard Paper and ink and vinyl Or even flesh and blood For pixelated promises of a better tomorrow. They tempt you with comfort, with ease-of-use With the …

The Commuter’s Prayer

May I never become A brain dead commuter Sleep deprived and cowed; Hollowed eyed, drinking in The intellectual poison of Metro