One of my poems has been included in the 25th Anniversary issue of Suisun Valley Review.
Unheard Symphony
Eyes closed, I exist
only as a vibration
in a world of pure sound
Pervading the cosmos, finite tones
resonate throughout space
echoing into infinity
Removing the mystery from coincidence
frequencies blend and absorb each other
harmonizing into a universal key
Opening my eyes, I will
trust in this noise, even
if they call it God
Side note 1:
This is the middle section of a piece that I occasionally perform with my friend's punk band.
Side note 2:
A woman once asked me about that piece, after a reading. She said that she particularly liked that one (I don't remember what else I read that night) and asked if I was familiar with the String Theory.
I hadn't heard of it, but I told her that it was interesting because my first draft used thread instead of sound. It tangled instead of harmonized and ended up with God as a knot, instead of noise.