cell calls to cell
to reach, to touch
to exchange codes
to create, to grow
et cetera
this sea of infinitives
begins, and rarely, or falsely
ends, as the ancient
Coelacanth shows (yet so rare)
and ancient western-speak
sings loftily to the wind
while millions drive past, and
cell calls to cell
we hold these phones
to be self-evident,
to pursue happiness,
and let the sound of freedom ring
[I finally got a cell phone]
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment