Computer

When the first computer kills

When the first computer stoops to love

When robots walk Buchenwald  soil

When machines  see beauty and weep

When machines come in silicon spray

When the artificial mind looks up at the endless

When the first ai blows it's brains out

And curses the creator

Beloved earth

The suffix of my passion, the breath of

Beating pulse

the vein of delicate red 

the ozone blue i soak in

My beloved ocean earth

I have looked up at the infinite

Looked in on frailty

And felt the desperation of fear

At the back of thought

Of humanity

May the sun shine in the darkest corner

And excavate the truth

Impression

The impressions I leave

Crystal breath on midnight air

Stillness under an oak

Foot fall in the forest mud 

Chemical on photograph

Pixels on the lcd

The impressions I pressure on clay

My Fossils of life

The sink I make on pillows

Foot prints by the sea

My kiss 

The channels on the inside of my skull

And this backwater of time 

on this

Forgotten day

 This Gentle rain that soaks all this

 away