apple blossoms: my keyboard. Smiling Muse
infusing fingertips with windlike dance
as letters form words form phrases form blues
and jazz images with each digit’s glance.
Starlight: my monitor. Duskblue skywall
caressing brightwhite canvas as it bleeds
nightink etchings—shaded blackbird love calls
cut from ebonypearl beads, soul’s midnight seeds.
Earthcrust: my hard drive. Dark concrete essence
containing memory, keeping fertile
vast forests of creation, stark crescents
and streams of consciousness, mad maker’s style.
Child’s laughter: my Internet connection.
Grasping universe, cosmic perfection.
Roger Armbrust
June 20, 2010
