COR CORDIUM

COR CORDIUM

your name
has breezed around me
from time to time

and now
when the machines read me
they do say
I echo you

that we might have
been twims, lovers, brothers
separated by
a centiry and
a half

lion man, mocker of
dead statues, summoner
of the terrible power
of the sky

poet of humanity

I write
and there you are

that god-like inteligence
finds every trace, spells
it out

has every electronic fibre,
every infinite hub, myriads
of cells within cells

showing me
the evidence     and yet
so much darkness
self love, selfloathing
cut here short

so much
     eternal faith in humanity