i was sitting and watching the rain
thinking about every drop
that
tumbled
twisted
and turned
in the wind
and i thought about lightning
these magnificent sparks of energy
shooting towards the ground
in a brilliant display of affluence

but i felt numb

for these pixels on
my retina, hd, 15-inch screen
had rendered me senseless
through constant bombardment
of captivation, information, communication
now
now
now

I love the broken pieces of you,
the pieces I studied from one year
to the very next year,
on those days
you pushed me as far from you
as you dared to push me.

I remember how you told me
that you were so very adept
at forgetting people;
and I wondered if you realized
the damage you'd do
would be to yourself.

I've been told and called all kinds of things
these past few months
about how I'm codependent,
as if it's now a disorder
to have human emotions.

let us raise our glasses
to unspoken feelings
camaraderie, faith and things unsaid
as i fall deeply in love
with loving
having never heard
of a thing so absurd

let us smash our clocks
watches and timepieces
for we will not be ruled
by the movements of a hand
i’ll live by the presence of pure light
dawn to dusk, that’s how it works

playing this solo instrument, the scenery slow
has an outer space setting with nova and planets
and record a macro, when you have entered this preferences
humans are all cartoon masterpiece , cut around
the bee with the scissors tool and drag it around
make the bee bob from flower to flower,
leave the bee, paste in a butterfly
and float it around the flowers, primogenitors
remember, before you play back into micro oblivion
you must put everything back into the position
it was in when you started mourning morbid mortality