My Response to Modern Technology

Written November 23, 2009
Nelson Creamery, Nelson, WI

I've fallen into a deep pit.
Where the self in me can't get out.
Where the free-flowing thoughts are held captive
And movement weighed down by the encumbrance
Of modern devices for distraction.
They're so easy to use and so immediately gratifying.
I get hooked on pictures. Hooked on
The illusions in the media.
Hooked on the pathways that afford little to no
Consciousness to arise.
It's so easy. A click here, a click there
And a few "click, click, clicks" to go back to that
Picture that momentarily sparked my curiosity.
But why was it so interesting in the first place again?
I don't even remember. Something vain,
I imagine.
An easy way to judge without them noticing.
But day after day it's there and changing
And I dive into the shallow, mirky pool,
Wondering when I finally free myself, what
Just happened and why I feel so heavy.

Finally, I can breath again.

Triple Threat

Written December 30th, 2009
Cafe Vita, Fremont, Seattle

Into the dust I look for you
I find a hearth and knight so true.
Trickling down my face I see
A robe of certain decency.
'Amen' I say and say it loud
But unsure of that thought so proud.
Tinted, tainted, triple threat
Find my face in the safest bet.

Rewind, Replay, Review this day
Forgive my waste of time.

My pride is challenged
My ego fought
Into this place I am-- but I am not.
Around the corner- it's just right there
Plant the seed, that seed so fair.
It's fragile and frail so treat it with care
Arrive at the beginning
That place where you're from
And wait.
Wait.
Wait.
It will come.