Went to see “Blade Runner 2049” on Saturday night; like all good science fiction, it fires on many levels, food for thought on our present day modern world, intimacy, what it means to be human, what it means to give love, and so on. Star crossed, it inspired me to write the piece below. I’m still working out the meaning, but for the sake of immediacy…wanted to go live for y’all to enjoy.
Blade Runner Love
It all started with a kiss
That was something like a dirty bomb
Going off unexpectedly
In a populated city
In a movie that I’d seen before
Where the survivors walk the streets
But the reaction takes years to dissipate
Among the residue,
Ticking off seconds on a Geiger counter
While one character tells another,
Through eyes filled with pain and longing
That when you love someone,
Sometimes that means you have to be a stranger
Whether you want to or not.
Sometimes that means arriving in a place
Unfamiliar; gray colors undefined and
Sharp points around every corner,
Cutting deep, often wounding.
Of course I miss her, I thought. Always.
Past, present, and future, I watched
A strange sixth sense develop, as
Blanks fired into a dystopian landscape
Two people fighting to the end of love
Not even sure if the end could ever be
And like my favorite poet’s song,
Kiss still lingering, I knew
Someone had to tell the tale and
I guess that it was up to me