Poems/Essays/Journal

At Modernity's End

before we knew what it felt like
envisioning fuzzy screens and neon dreams
only hints of what the future brought
reckoning and reconciling division and difficulty
to a free land now resolved to face the new era
to face the armageddon we thought our country could spare us all from
to shield the eyes of the children away
to see concrete integrities suddenly disappear
at modernity's end

it's lunchtime in london
5 a.m. in los angeles
it's beautiful outside, lots of sunshine
it's quiet around the country today, we like quiet
before we get into this half-hour
i'd like you to hold up your left palm
it's primary day here for folks
i have got to interrupt you right now
we're going to go live and show you a picture
do we have it?
no we do not