Poems to the Culture List
she walked into my supermarket
it was beautiful
she walked into my supermarket
over by the meat freezer
I looked sidelong
positive it was her
we swam in the french ocean
amidst the coral
made love on the black sand
under the volcano
we were inseparable
attached at the hip
for months at a time
she looked down
selected a shrink-wrapped package
of london broil
"do you remember me?"
I ventured, shyly
"I don't think so" she said
regarding me carefully
and sashayed down the aisle
in her wake
a familiar fragrance
wafted away
under the radar
coming in under the radar
monster spotlights sweep my brain
the lasers, the lasers
datamining my neurons, synapses
sweet matrices of electro-chemical firing
but I’m under the radar
transparent
invisible
to mordor’s eye unseen
my innocence defies the machine
untracked by magnetic resonance
I’m under the radar
no blips on the demon’s screens
deaf to the demon’s screams I fly
emitting my own random barbaric yawps
my innocence defies robotic logic
my brainwaves make no sense
to the demons
I’m coming in under the radar
stealthy, cunning, naive, and innocent
my brainwaves make no sense
to the demons
even unencrypted, I’m unintelligible
the devil can’t read me
I’m coming in under the radar
I sold my soul to a big-breasted girl