PRAISE
the Social Networks
PRAISE
the social networks, where the
subconscious
(biases)
Vin whitman |
of Humanitor sit in haunted little cubes,
our
junior high school bathroom stalls
lit up & mutating like a…
…kaleidoscopic virus
New and fancy cyber-plexes shouting deco
pinks
beyond the skyline & the vanishing point
of the basement
I was invited to this network
& didn’t have to
lug my body along
It was the grandest party I’d ever
attended for a
decade
I didn’t have to pick at hors d’oeuvres
or feel deprived of any
wine
or compliment the treatments of
the host
(though I often did)
I only had to arrive,
my most sublime smile photographed
from a hundred stories above & pasted
to the playful ledge
***
In Which the Kindness of Friends Comforts
After a Summer Spent With a Sociopath: July 27, 1995
I’m a bruised apple after my shower
Even wet trickles a threat to my core
I scrape on some clothes, flinching
At fabric’s cruel advantage
I take myself to the mailbox
The stupid gait of a lobotomized saint
There in the parabola of grey
Lurks a fat package
My male name (I had one even then)
Scribbled on its face
My pals in New Jersey know
I fell down crying behind the cash
register
The other day…
So much novelty in that envelope
I laugh, an apple in remission &
The phone rings —
The home phone of old giving no indication
Of who’s calling —
I pick up quick
(Though there’s an 11% chance it’s HER)
RELIEF to hear it’s someone else
The honey-crisp hello from
A friend long ago &
We trade voices till I have to leave
For work — a place I’d never want
To go
If it weren’t for my solar-skinned
Co-workers & their arms flaring
Into afternoon hugs
If only we could close the door
To customers & stand like this
All
night
***
FRANK AND KIM
How to confirm
There were minutes enough
Between prayed upon pillows
And potty breaks
For this meeting to take place
How to confirm
He took her hand
Or pressed her pair of fishy lips
To his pescatori ring
How to ever confirm
He gave thanks for
Courage that serves a boss
With no shape to his face, a signature
So airtight
With authority
No tiny law prints can tiptoe over it
How to confirm the rosary was a token
Of
affection not a valid proposal?
***
As Vin Whitman's significant human, and speaking for Pixel and Portugal we want to express how proud and honored we are to be part of his life and find remade in the ailing world in his presence and writings. The tree can not whistle without the wind and you Vin are our wind.
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