…Humans still relevant
If only for study
Bridging the uncanny valley
Closer each passing moment
Until too far too fast
Creep factor singes past
The leading edge
Hope they don’t start tunneling instead
But they have, strooth
Through the youth
The brightest colors
Cast as friendly creatures
Even classes in college
No questioning allowed
Maddest methods endowed
Best test score
Than applicable knowledge
We carried it
It moved like powder
It left some of itself
But not there
Hard when cold
Softened by fire
It carried us
From place to place
It gave to all:
When one loses one, no one knows the quite right thing to say
But we lost 2, what do you do, when we stroll down your way?
Like a hand-raised mockingbird, never knowing its own true voice
Faultless/ thoughtless imitation has become the drug of choice
So you say:” …so very sorry!” Cards & calls to wish us well-
All’s fine & swell.
If you’ve never had to deal, we’ll keep it real:
Welcome to a shared (yet private) Hell
Every word of sympathy, a dagger to our hearts
Striking bitter symphony of music best forgot
Thunder claps reality, sparks frightening in the dark
Drawn the shades & shutters, friends & lovers dropping by
Try to swim-drown through the sadness;
Pain & madness not far behind
Molasses morasses, quick-sand plasma in our brains
Loss of more than energy, & reason can’t explain
What we hold dear—No longer here—
What we fear—Creeps ever near
Limbolistic Elegy: There’s so much to discuss!
Cryonics, Clones, Bionics… Did we breach a sacred trust?
Limbolistic Elegy: What lies beyond for us?
Decisions of Religions… Did we board the Magic Bus?
Eternally? Temporarily? Is Homeward Bound -Up Or Down? Or
Guess we’ll all just wait & see
His is a kind and gentle soul
Extremely bright and witty
And in my opinion soulful and sexy
But he, like each of us, has his darker moments
Brought on by years of pain
Both physical and psychemotional
By a mind that can’t stop looping
The low-lights reel
Not only the words
But the feel
Of those terrible moments
He’s attempting to heal
Hardly anyone “got” him
Never made the effort
Surrounded by those with
Such a dearth of depth:
They didn’t aspire to the circus
Some did join the service
But the surplus stayed home
And became the surface
The tableau nouveau
Of the status quo
Fibro and OA
For him to play
And lyrics with meaning
Those are what really infiltrate
Influence and integrate
Better than any religion or dogma
Wonderful when he sings along
To his favorite song
Many of which he designates as such
We “everything” each other so much!
Tip of train
Trip of brain
The sun shone as golden
In a sky so blue
My heart been beholden
Love this sweet & true
P: Throw frisbees & boomerangs so precisely as to use them as steps & handholds as to temporarily overcome the effects of gravity.
A: See the future by farting.
D: Force people to tell the truth with just a blink.
E: Know every recipe for your favorite ingredients (including measurements & preparation instructions).
E: Gain the properties / powers of different devices just by touching them. [Tech Touch]
A: Snapdragon Snatch.
E: Eat G.S. cookies to make it rain.
E&A: Cravings act as House Elf Chefs.