pulled back the covers

opened the wake

he left it all

a complete dance

as his septum

falls into darkness

james is loving me

laughing as no christ ever could

at our predicament

singing like frank

of windy summers

you can't trust the filtering

work to shut it off

my hemi buddy

and the mechanics

underneath

the older synaesthetic

from my  mother

in dream to the West

cross the atlantic

onward to the pacific

rewinding in the caribbean

two of us

who go to sleep at night

one you can never trust completely

yet  you know not which

you are

a deliberated strategy

in reply to the selling

the weight of the history

and detail in Nature

is helping to crush the ego

inside me to make it

malleable

the penguin  snapped his heels

and said in a song

      sex as conquest or trophy is

            ego  left

                           like a bug

saturday noon-

this curious prohibition

to not encompass the deity

with  language

mary shelley hit the target

a BIG idea

machine man

next up

mind man

behind

mind chemistry

and  the  next question

      if a mind  is  all

      what is mind

and then why

did someone  leave

us  in the playground
perhaps  shouting 
in imaginary verse
look what youre losing

was ned ludd right

how is a mind in the net

different from a program

choosing  spam trails,

a thinking machine

entitled and engineered

to preserve a place

in the market

before substitution

speck  of a  speck

seeing my friends eat  dirt

i'm   sure  I'm   supposed to

my  backyard is pretty clean

probably  full of flavor

perhaps gourmet

exotic choices

just like salmon

i disliked in  ignorance

Thou Nature, art my goddess

to thy law My services are bound

My mind is generous and my shape is true

Who in the lusty stealth of nature

take more composition

and fierce quality than doth

within a dull stale tired bed

I grow I prosper

will



our selves

based on our

anatomy

used to embrace

a tree frame

for knowledge

now there are two of you

yet you know not

which you are