TESLA
the light
transmigrates
finds us,
for better
or for worse
will always
find us
death written into
the lifetime of
a standard
Edison globe
too much
here there everywhere
to these waves and
particles
for even you
to shepherd
my alluring Nikola
the stuff
winking at us
telexing itself
as it sees fit
and yet
strangely together
fully on point
still so much
about its smarts we
need to scope, astutely
thought experiment
something about its circuitry
we
both suspect
runs infinite
winds us
like a} key
poems 2 die for 