the blockchain is falling
the currencies are falling
your eyes have fallen
beneath your saintly posture
the marks of your frail body
glow
as my bones are getting thicker
and you whisper:
“i’m falling”
you fall in my bed
i stare at the ceiling
and wonder
what you could possibly know
about falling
that…
i see god in you
in all his glory, in such quietness
i see god in you
when you’re shy
and smiling,
when you’re joking
and not aware
i can see your face
the source
and it breaks my heart how far
i stand
from this dance
i fall in…
how beautiful are you
to cover me
against all prayers
ears un-intertwined
nowhere to be found,
resistance
complete.
you’re so quiet, my fingers
dare not touch
such warmth
to say i thank you
for your love.
only smiling will do,
only quieter walks.
and through the warmest of chords
the icicles…
we remembered to kneel;
birds flying high — pan demic
structures that can’t contain
systems any longer,
suits any further
orders any more
what is it in us
that wanted to grow
what is it
we sought to expand,
and while we’re standing here in armor
tell me
why is it collapsing
why is it frail
and where…
Today when driving on my way to work
traffic
traffic just like everyday.
Only this day
time seemed to stand still
and as the line of cars would progress
cars one by one would drive slowly
past a sighting that seemed to be there,
and in anticipation everybody would wait for his turn
to pass by the…
I do branding, advertising and art direction. Creative Lead in Silicon Valley. I also write on the side and have published a book of poetry.
