“Babylon is nothing but an infinite game of chance”

Are we nothing but a brainbehind a mask?If there was anall-merciful Godthere would be no hellif there was anAlmighty planthere would be no free will if space is infinitetime is infiniteand language is infinitely productivewhy do weparadoxically-perpetuallydeal with the finite?

tap your thumbs

that’s how we communicateI miss you:taptap taptaptaptap taptap autocorrect tapsenddid you mean that?did you say that?did yousay what you meant?or mean what you sent?

Why do your eyes come to mind

in times of solemn reverie?We found solace in our sorrows,but we could not share.We opened old wounds,and cut new ones.Everything red-hotor ice-cold.Like your lipsand your eyes.

I’ve lost sight of my boundaries

again.How can something be right if thereare no parameters to govern sucha concept?Is existence itself proof of what is right?Or does the existence of error nullifythat argument?There has been no powerrevealed to us—–save those that we created ourselves,that can judgeright or wronggood or badwithin an infinite context.Our perception creates our worldBut where does our perception […]

If I can’t trust myself

can I trust you?can you trust me?it hurts to be humanit hurts to errI indulgeI drink sadness and despairI breathe smoke, instead of airmy eyes burn from lack of tearsmy heart beats fast and weakwhen I confront my fearsmy blood-stained fleshis like this ink-stained fleshas I try to bleed outmy terrors and rageI’ll make you […]

Do you remember the first time you put your arm around mine

as we walked down the street? Was it after dancing with Shawn and David at the Blue Monk? I think it was. Remember the second time? We got dinner at Trattoria Aroma. We talked of old age, family, death, amidst a wonderful meal together. You got the pappardelle, I got pizza. I should have gotten […]

how to use:

as common as carbon is a poetic stream of consciousness.
there are 3 categories of “poems”:

(i) heteroglossic synesthesia (complete poems)
(ii) hobonyms (words with no homes)
(iii) mind jerky (thoughts to chew on)

after reading a poem you have 3 options to “turn the page”

“RANDOM” – takes you to a random poetic expression
#hastags – take you to another random poem with the same theme or motif
#category – takes you to a random poem in the same category

“no one can step in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and they are not the same person” – possibly Heraclitus

just as no one can step in the same river twice, no one can have the same experience of “as common as carbon” twice