Natural Routines

with me still on the inside
everything safe
we learned how to stay up late

we learned each other very well

we loved our windows
and we had no intention that anyone should go to any places any where
but the one thing we both wanted anyway was a way out of home

the house belonged to us
we could be very proud of it
we had two daughters
there was only so much we could do to keep them from the wild animals

we can’t see anything when we’re home,
only the light coming toward us,
only the silent wolf, staring at us
the only other thing to witness these things

no other humans had been allowed to have any part in this new world

we do not want to go with wolves, we told the daughters.
the wolves have a plan to take you back to where you came
we could not bring you to be with the wolves

our relationship is not over and our hearts still bleed love and the love remains and the love reminds and the love remembers and we will not let the wolves take the love from us

Natural Routines

The Show…Going On

The sky was lightheaded, spinning, euphoric…

Oh, I felt it, too.

When you came to what
is called your isolation,
you forgot the true story
of how isolation happens.

You didn’t have to raise your fist
to the sky like a mad drunkard
crying for another round.

The sound of isolation, the fingers snapping
and the pushing down of necks for a step up,
you were fearless.

Those first few days
felt like months.
If you look at photos,
notice the sky.

And I don’t want to sound
like one of those people
who spent their isolation –
isolated –
but a little loneliness –
a little separation –
a little look up at a drunken sky –

How did our feet ever stay on the ground?

The Show…Going On

The Incel’s Lament

I met you
On a cold,
December morning

Snowflakes
Slowly melting
In your hair

You asked me
For directions
To Salvation

Then you left me
Without wondering
If I cared

I chased you
Down the road
To greater glory

Always
Just one step
From your side

You never
Stopped to rest
Or recover

Never once did
You look me
In the eye

So
now
I’m

Crying
All my tears
For you darling

I’m crying
Cause you don’t
Know my name

I’m crying
All my tears
For you darling

And you’ll never
See me crying
Again

I only wanted
To be your one
True companion

The one who
Would protect you
From the storm

Though we never
Even had a
Conversation

You never let me
Keep you safe
From harm

Now I wonder
If you know just
What you’re missing

What kind of man I
Could surely turn out
To be

Have I misread
This entire
Situation

Don’t you owe me
The chance to find out
And see

So
now
I’m

Crying
All my tears
For you darling

I’m crying
Cause you don’t
Know my name

I’m crying
All my tears
For you darling

And you’ll never
See me crying
Again

I met you
On a cold,
December morning

Snowflakes
Slowly melting
In your hair

You asked me
For directions
To Salvation

Don’t I owe you
A little common
Courtesy

You don’t owe me
Anything it’s
Plain to see

I don’t own you
So right here I’ll
Let you be

Yes, you asked me
For directions
To Salvation

And one day I
Hope that’s right where
I’ll be

Yeah maybe one day
That’s right where
I’ll be

The Incel’s Lament

When We Go Between

you wake up in the morning
tell me that you love me
come home in the evening
say you need to be alone
what happens in the daytime
when we’re not together
what happens in the spaces
when we go between

there’s only one type of loving
I’ve ever been a fan of
there’s only one type of living
that’s ever done me right
messed up so many times
that I gave up counting
messed up too many times
to ever set it right

the flowers stopped blooming
when the bees they stopped calling
the flowers stopped growing
when the sun went out
got a maze of black mirrors
that show me forever
in a maze of black mirrors
trapped-with no way out

you wake up in the morning
tell me that you love me
come home in the evening
say you need to be alone
what happens in the daytime
when we’re not together
what happens in the spaces
when we go between

what happens in the spaces
when we go between
what happens to a heart
that is no longer seen
what happens when you forget
all the places that you been
what happens when you just can’t
recognize the scene-no more

remember when you found me
naked in the garden
remember when you called me
by my secret name
I promise if you leave me
I will never follow
I promise if you leave me
I will never be the same

When We Go Between

Basic Connectomics: A Citizen’s Guide to the Connectomy

     to chart the connections:
     a connectome
     what each part is,
     how it supports the whole,
     how it ought to interact with other parts
          and the environment

     how might we grasp the entirety?

     understanding
     all this complexity
     millions of things
     happening simultaneously
                                                                                     within
without

     no point
     you can say,
     ‘I now understand’

     the world is.
     ideas conform.

     information
     is the enemy
     of understanding

     which details are irrelevant?
     making sense of facts
     truth through an unfocused lens
     sculpted by language
     processed by culture

                                                                                     watching ice melt
we stoke the fire

Basic Connectomics: A Citizen’s Guide to the Connectomy

Wild Chickens In Hawai’i

They got wild chickens in Hawai’i
They got robot cars on Mars
They got luminescent fish in the deep

They got meat made out of veggies
They got talking frigerators
But they ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

No, they ain’t found a way
No, they ain’t found a way
They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Oh, I wish that they might
Find a way to ground your flight
But they ain’t found no way that keeps you close to me

They got dogs that speak to humans
They got kitties using toilets
They got pills that make the sour things turn sweet

They got doorbells always watching
They got facial recognition
But they ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

No, they ain’t found a way
No, they ain’t found a way
They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Oh, I wish that they found
Some way to keep you hanging ’round
But they ain’t found no way that keeps you close to me

Yeah, they got pillows that play music
They got millions of flavors
They got light to whiten up your crooked teeth

They got islands getting drowned
And they got countries a’fire
But they ain’t found no way that keeps you close to me

No, they ain’t found a way
No, they ain’t found a way
They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Oh, I wish that they would
Find a way to keep you here for good
But they ain’t found that way to keep you close to me

They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me
They ain’t found a way to stop you being free
No, they ain’t found a way to tell you how to be

They ain’t found way

Never gonna find a way

That might make you stay

They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Wild Chickens In Hawai’i