Vacuum Tubes Love Satellites (Poem)

tim-mossholder-191479-unsplash.jpgWe sent rockets to the moon
Back when our science was new
As a nation we were glued
To the couch and vacuum tubes

Balancing your equations
Pushed my imagination
All through my hesitation
I lost your good notation

Exposing each power use
Lacking the fuel to reach you
They too unable to prove
I was too inept to move

Crushed I cannot do the math
Some factor’s holding me back
Miserable macros won’t hack
These coded threads on the stack

We built many satellites
Rolling orbits in the sky
Bored on board, soldered upright
Brittle alloy, never prime



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Half-Life (Poem)


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In the absence of light
Stealing any photons in sight
Your acceleration only furthers the guise

Massless invaders
Acting like fatal creators

Why is everything you say
Spun ‘round so many particles of hate?
Charming the quarks, encouraged to decay

Though it’s still ironic
That you can’t emit to be this ionic

You’re always so negative
Depressingly positive
I swear it’s been pretty obvious

Ebbing inside
You’re living a half-life


Digital Age (Poem)


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they crammed a chip inside his brain
shadowing every move he makes
it’s the easiest way to keep him safe

they etched a circuit in her eyes
spying on everything she hides
to illuminate the darkness inside

welcome to the victims of the digital age
where everyone clicks on their few seconds of fame
but how long before the data’s replaced
and we all get burned on the front-page

they steal our thoughts and sell our dreams
transforming our lives into things obscene
fueling our lust for things we don’t need

all hail the heretics of the digital age
here every troll has a few seconds onstage
a tiny flame that just flashes and fades
now – please – let your minds erase

2011 (revised 2018)


Mind Of A Machine (Poem)

coding computer data depth of field
Photo by Kevin Ku on

with a push of a switch
the circuit’s alive
and in no time
its mimicking life

what if they tried
to destroy us all
would you stand by
when the world falls

bionic lasers
destroyed the skies
the world’s dissolving
as freedom dies

and as the blood
drips in your eyes
who will be left
to survive

we’ve crossed the line –
there’s no turning back
science was proven
time we face the facts

organic guns
spreading silent death
all those implants
won’t help you forget

we were the masters
now we are the slaves
the future’s staring us
right in the face

and as the blood
drips from your chest
a silicon heart
is all you’ll have left

it’s all in the mind of a machine


Quarantine (Poem)


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filtering its way through my veins
it’s slowly draining my life away
a positive strain has taken hold
selecting a new victim from the fold
they continue herding us around like sheep
keeping us afraid of catching the damn disease

please stay away, I think I’m contagious
didn’t know DNA could be so dangerous
I’m not waiting for someone to save us
not when everyone thinks we’re contagious

straining to survive by staying awake
I’m finding it harder each passing day
my cells are losing the fight for control
how can I be so young and still feel this old
deep down I know I just need some sleep
I don’t want this to be the death of me

please stay away, I think I’m contagious
didn’t know DNA could be so dangerous
I’m not waiting for someone to save us
not when everyone thinks we’re contagious

this is a self-inflicted quarantine
I’ve got to stop this from spreading
this is a self-inflicted quarantine
I don’t think you want my disease