Proofs of Purchase

The following thoughts have filtered from a mind that has been oversaturated with images, screams, romance, text, and sounds since The Carter Administration. If you are not satisfied, then I recommend a double chocolate brownie from Starbucks with a tall bold of the day.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

The Microsoft Touch

Twice upon two times
Really long ago
An Allen and Gates
Build Voltron
From head to toe
Microserfs radiate electrowaves
Change pixels three degrees
Mr. Gates was out to please
With geek smarts
No college degree
We all agreed that the revolution
Of labor would minimize
Between big and small
In more dimensions
Undeterred by human error
Eat the fried eyes
Once sunny, now side up
Today, the revolution need not be televised
The sequel has passed us every millisecond
Without a sight
With plenty of sound

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Blue Country Hills

I've been around and around
And I've got somewhere to go now
But the funny thing is that
When I'm gone
I'll wonder
But I paid my debt
On time
I invested my hands
So it's not over now
You never been able
To cash right out
Balance the till
Because it's over now

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Beeswax

From one day
To the next
Texts jump from digital
To visceral
Punctuate with blended beans
Touched with honey love
R. Kelly fingertips
That were once clean
Purer than nectar
Blown by Cupid
Who doesn't lie
When you give it a try
Two hearts
Once beat
In the same room
Sometimes they stop
In both minds
Until then
Keep dreaming
Because it's too real

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Snap, Crackle, Pop

I know that in July
The rain falls on everyone
But I will clear your drizzle
I know that in July
The sun goes up
And scrapes your forehead
But I will soothe your burn
I know that in July
Fireworks pop your veins
But milk does a body good
I know that in July
Sam once ruled the summer
The Bronx hearts burn for Steinbrenner
But Jackson and Jeter stir the drink
Softly with sticks and straws

Friday, July 2, 2010

400 Meter Dash

I wish that I had independence
Want to freelance
Then dance to the music
Not a chance
Of happenstance
In our world ambivalence
Spit some long parlance
Circle out one Armstrong
Advance in the moonlight
Guide by progress
Word to Deliverance
Breaking wood blocks
Jumping fences
Into the white