fiber optics  carry the politics
   over the border
the cultural wave  became a thirst
   so empty so plenty
so dumped in the plumb sea
   waste polices and what memory ?
the plump of luxury  we'd wed previous
   hard to flee ourselves
with our self discipline   a worrying absentee

the ink of succinct…

is this a poem?
is it a sufficiency?
it self, itself is in
possess of two f’s,
two i’s and two c’s,
thus, is it necessary?

necessity, a quality qualification?

the moment, this moment
is both over and forever,
a sufficient and a necessary
condition for art, for your art,
think - is your condition,
necessary and sufficient?

then you are an artist and a poem…