Friday, September 25, 2009

This may be old school

Hello, darling

Have you harvested the bits you needed
to fill the holes in your bodymind?
Did you storm out, irrational and angry
or are the new patterns calm and cool?

Have you been blowing in the internetworked wind
roiled by resonant transforms, exchanging viral codes?
Are you home now, disconnected
safe from the malware and the glory?

Can you fill me with your data
lovingly yielding your substance?
Can I give you a piece of my mind,
mixing my endocrine soul
with your unbound discretion?