C:\

Start
All Programs, Accessories
Paint
Me a picture for posterity

C:\
through my eyes
The WorldWideWeb
That’s all around us

C:\ipconfig my life
For positive communication
Transfer of knowledge
Transfer of data

/release all that destroys me
/renew all that brings me peace
/all that I wish to hold dear
/help me

Ping www.alightinthemirror.com
reflecting my personality
into reality
into winword-s on paper

iexplorer this world, open minded
start a firefox behind the tool shed
and let it spread
and burn download it all

I have the Audacity to sing
and the Illustrator to plan it out
It is my Visio
to Excel

tracert all the way back
to the beginning
count the hops
and packet loss

ctl+alt+delete the negative
end task
force quit
and close

when it comes time to hibernate,
I just start, Shut Down,
and close my connections
for another day.

Boarding Call

your ticket booked
without alarm or announcement
this rainy night
in November, right

no refunds, exchanges
no way to even change your mind
all you have, is a moment to
say your sweet love goodbyes

and as if on cue,
they usher you
to your place
at the front of the line

the attendants make
their final call
for ticketed passengers
to board this time

and with every beat
and twitch of your feet
the captain starts the engines
and pulls away

and we all stare
and watch you go
leaving us all
here behind

as you take off
clime, ascend
the nurses take
your baggage away

for your soul depart
but your body remained
lifeless and still
but a frame

this is the difference
between airports and ICUs
your baggage always
stays behind

now you’re off, and free
remember me
as I will surely
remember you

and we’ll meet again
when ink is penned
and I’m issued my ticket
and boarding call

until that day
I will live each day
keeping you in heart
and mind

as we leave
others weep
as another flight
departs on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.

Good Morning, Mr. President

Good Morning, Mr. President
A mandate, received
A directive, posted
A dream, invested

Good Morning, Mr. President
Today is the first day
Of many days
Of your days

Good Morning, Mr. President
History, made
Politics of Fear, defeated
And a page turned, just the same

Good Morning, Mr. President
Fix us, heal us
Console us, unify us
Repair us, honor us

Good Morning, Mr. President
The struggle, over
A new one beginning
The world, in your hands

Oh, Mr. President:
Remember, Remember
The Fourth of November
Two Thousand Eight
The Ballot Box

I know no reason,
This Election Season
Should ever, ever
Be forgot

Good Morning, Mr. President
The sun rise this Fifth of November,
On the Obama Administration
Make it bright, make it right.

Good Morning, Mr. President
Good Morning, Mr. President

Good Morning

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