PROGRESS REPORT/ELECTRIC PRIME (Poem 2)

PROGRESS REPORT/ELECTRIC PRIME

hand clogged dull pain 

like the old world where I 

worried 99 % about implications

days 2 weeks 2 months 2 years

now I night-scheme gifts

with a catch

if I give I must let go

eradicate the old world old love 

haunted tyedye of myself telling 

I was doing it wrong 

nah these these gifts will be 

different, best of all 

I will deliver them 

telepathically from 

my kitchen sink

non-drone levitation

magic carpet like 

the planes still drifting 

thru the milk dusk sky 

as I softly 

wash and dry