Gray Matter

I search for words and sparks
Through this sea of soupy gray
Turbulent in recent times
Dancing and darting wild

Someplace within the cortex
And these waves of memory
A picture tries to surface
Of a me that used to be

To the new me bring a cipher, song,
Or story to keep me warm
Flow to me before the muse
Into the vortex, too, is gone

Facebook

Something artificial to bring us near
Panacea for this cheerless age
I remember you from my last life
Check out my house, check out my wife
A bit more screen time does no harm
Let’s play some games and waste some time
When the pixels fade away
I will talk to you someday

Man Cannot See

He looks in the mirror
He likes what he finds
He looks to the future
And never behind

So much water to tread
So deep he could be
Who covers the distance
That man cannot see?

The swords fall from heaven
The angels all sing
A pallor of smoke
Just obscures everything

So much undiscovered
So far till he’s free
Who covers the distance
That man cannot see?