Monday, January 24, 2011

Urgent

Bold CAPS Last Chance exclamation
marks assault my server and someone
hopes me too as the lighting
fast fiber-optic retina screen
flashes peek-a-boo til-it’s-gone
and on and on and
offers never seductive
cause that’s another word for
delayed gratification never
like lingerie which is full
of soft sounds that feel good
to hold in your mouth but this
is for your eyes only
and they’re bigger than your stomach
will be with these 3 rules
for eliminating belly-fat
how ghastly her belly looks
god don’t stare at it like people
probably stare at you JUST CLICK
claim yours today before they’re gone
that red countdown in the corner there
can’t be reasoned with no no
no bomb will detonate but
supplies won’t last no
we are down to the last available
stock act now be prepared plan
payments later you’ll regret passing
no still no bomb
just the morning inbox inundation.

Know what would cost less
than anxiety meds for all of us
notebooks and pens that’s what.
Takes longer to write in all caps
cause you have to print isolated
letters since no smooth cursive
barks like that, plus at least
when I bold something
you know I meant it or
why would I have traced
the words twice over
if I didn’t need your eyes
to do the same? Beauty
of the written word is
it’s all tangled up in time
like when I wrote it for
how long carefully folded
in transit how long
for you to read it how many
times (multiple now) did you
will you all that time lives
in note as it ages still.
Makes me melancholy just
to think about but in
the good way, where melancholy
is the opposite of anxious
because one means oh
the time the distance it aches
and the other is sharply
imminent. The other
could so easily pass us by
should we fail to keep
our wired vigilance to the
Technicolor urgency
of everything. I push
this pen across the page for you
in calmest sadness for you
dear are not urgent. You just
exist. The space and time between
may crackle with desire pang
momentary yearning even burn
jealous need but all these
bounce wave-like round a stoic
lord, your stasis is exquisite.