The Depths

The Depths

How can a crevice be so unremarkable?

Your vacant stare

               of non-acknowledgement,

               author of a frown.

What has meaning

in a void?

Should any caring ensue,

               entwined among

      disassociative strata

                    of cumulative

               disconnectedness?

Here I am at the bottom,

     near invisible.

A gash in the chasm.

Did you want to see the real me?

Stick Thin Boy (for Patrick)

Stick thin boy
you were
the light
that lit
the room
you
bubbled over
joy unleashed
with each
new idea

Why did you
go there
all alone
where you
shouldn't be
Stick thin boy
to the water

Escaping the Matrix

To succeed, you have to go faster than time. Jump ahead of time. Have a feeling, a thought, an action, in the right order, with the right sequence and timing, and miracles happen. Traders sell at the right time, politicians act on inside information, developers catch a trend early, surfers catch a wave at its peak. The key is to predict an opportunity before it happens. To determine something no one yet knows. The weight of these intuitive actions, once realized, can be immense. In suicide, people went too fast. Thoughts and actions got out of sequence, parallel possibilities merged, producing consequence. As Morpheus said “Time is always against us.” Unless you can beat time.