NO ESCAPE FROM THE SAVAGE GRID
the ethereal ideas of Milton
and heartache of millions…
where leave s do nt tur n
and skies don’t shine.
SENSORY STASIS
but constant change
lies about illusions of a mirage
games about wars
where fac ts tu rn fict io n
and science becomes religion.
NEURAL PATHWAYS
become extended
into McLuhan’s wake and burial
mounds for dreams
and realities ho ld t ur ned
hands of electric aliens.
WONDER IS WANDER
Journeys taken seated
Where Life becomes logic
love becomes come
and poe sy try to turn
to Great Pyramids.
A small pumpkin
PIE IN THE EYE
a high fort he fa ll
right through a mind’s glass sky.
Welcome to now or tur n to the n or whe n?
HERE OR THERE
WHERE OR CARE?
my her his she’s t urn