Aye Captain I exist in the cloud Without me, I am still there Words all tapped out loud Images in the ether like a breath of stale air I could not erase it completely No matter how much I tried The task would defeat me Control over my own history is accessed denied I have a virtual footprint That vaguely shadows the self Only a hint Of what lies stacked on the shelf I emerge at my passing As a remnant of facts A footnote in classing A strange use of syntax
Posted on: Tue, 20 Aug 2013 07:13:40 +0000
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