DISCONNECTED

I have been
Trying to connect
Into the sky
And I am not able
To fly with signals
To touch unknown faces
I am limited
To kiss estrangers lips
To be a kind
And invisible person
I can’t do it
Because of the weather
And because of illness
And tsunamis
Death just before
The New Year
And prayer is
The most important
Commodity I posses
I have been trying
To connect with you.

BRAKE

The sun
Hits my work hat
And I smoke
A paramedic
Reads a newspaper
On a slow
Riding ambulance

THE STORE

Life
Is like
A marketplace
Shoppers think
Everything
Is for sale.


SORCERY

A brand new year
Of threats
Of infinite frivolity
Ah the virtues
Of mass media
How enchanting
They are
Just like
Strong magic