the distant present (halloween for the decades)

somewhere, the true world clock
takes back time by another second.
some time ago, the earth began
to rotate backwards.
revolve backwards.

somewhere over middle eastern sands
someone decides to poke america.
some american missiles fly over.
2001 war leftovers?

somewhere, the world rebuilds
another border. around my city,
every other street corner
puts up a barrier.

and some time soon, a foreign songbird
singing north from here, will entice me
to add more to my music CDs
oh these 2020s
dressed up like 2000s

it must be halloween for the decades



2021.feb.28 (or it could be some time 2001)

eriS

singer and song
arrest my attention, again.
silence, my treasured silence, lay upon your
altar, my discordia.
knelt, i kneel under your
influence; not fluent, in your tongue.

even so, ever so
reliant to fall to, and
intoxicated by, your honeyed melodies.



2021.jan.29