From “First Light: 88 Frequencies” [“I feel/felt by”]











I feel felt by another but I’m alone in the room I sing it gets stronger feel it on my skin a letter in the past tense about the future is my latest time machine you should try it I lean with motion this way then that I am not on a boat I’m in conversation with a friend who died years ago they are fine have a new job everything else is private now must end this poem right here