Thursday, 25 June 2015

WIFI (a poem for Ai.Ko)

KatYa © 2015

if i could hold your hand through this lens
through this screen

through these wires snake around
and out

the head of medusa


if i could hold you
tenderly like thoughts of you i have
each time we come across

these wireless fidelity
moments we share
before the infidels encroach our unitive

time and work and money
reaching into us
pull us apart

naturally. i
guess

watch the night get heavier
drip into the grass

watch the morning dew
evaporate heading for the sun

watch the sun
at the end of an arc

watch the sky turn red


somewhere the earth is burning
somewhere protected. by ice

being with you
is always very
nice