Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Stale Poetry, Fast


Against a backdrop
of this everything now world
I find myself slowing down,
wishing
this ordinary minute,
this action of pen in hand
transferring thoughts to paper,
creased from its time in my back pocket,
could be sliced,
and placed under a microscope
to be examined
before it is converted
to ones and zeros
and broadcast
to the Earth.
Yet,
here it is.

1 comment:

  1. Great small moment captured here. Remember, it is a discipline, but you can still slow down your thoughts.

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