June 12-18, 2017: Poetry from Scott Laudati and David Subacchi

my first night back

we were far apart once
but you can hear my heart now
in this chest,
and your hair used to itch
my skin if you didn’t tuck it back
but you’ll never hear about it again
because i left you once
and i learned
to miss everything,
coffee at sunset
and all night sirens up and down
amsterdam
while the pitbulls howled at
newspapers blowing by like
white rabbits taunting them
in the night.
and the coffee fades while the rum kicks
in and all those sounds fade to the periphery
like a television on in someone
else’s apartment.
and your hair crawls across my chest
like the tiny arms of a friendly spider.
you always knew what you had
but it took me a little longer.
there’s no escape in my forever now
our bones can grow soft in peace.
and that future we always talked about
can’t come soon enough

Engineering

If you wear these goggles
With headphones
And take a control
In each hand
You can walk
Across a battlefield,
Or stand in front
Of a roller coaster;
Say immediately
If you feel uncomfortable.

This is a university
Where we specialize
In engineering
Virtual reality;
Soon you will be able
To pick up swords
Or avoid collisions;
The technology
Is of course, still
Work in progress.

If you prefer
Less interactive
Learning experiences
We still have a library
With some books
And a half empty workshop
With old fashioned tools;
If you find anything
That could be useful
Just help yourself.