Poem on Air (April)

Handcuffed in daylight walking through air

today the subject imagined a near future

where other subjects project a cloud

of information overhead. Aptly branded

“the halo” this new technology,

a wireless implanted cranial device, will

project the business (messages, expressions,

longings, paths & implicit pathologies)

of the customers along with advertisements

& light filters they cast over themselves.

The word “almost” hovers over lovers

almost in love. The day is almost

finished. The air is almost air.

“Had this device already been invented,

I might have a like-minded soul

on my walk,” the subject thinks observing

the magenta blooming in the magnolia

hanging around the park, but the subject

is grateful to have private thoughts &

recalls how little one can concentrate on a date.