hyper text (poem)

he stood at the bay window,

& waved

his thick black & yellow book in hand,

he had just finished coding:

a poem in this you reckon?

he beckoned you to write anew – it’s easy,

the self confessed professor said

then perniciously smiled:

(ffsake span style=color: ffff00;”>strong> a poem in this…

there are a thousand ways

to learn, choose one.

what are you slouching for?

go view them…!

in fact

want to learn anything,

almost anything? then

go & watch a YouTube – how to – video. long live the internet.

Google 2

(dollar dollar dollar $$$$ span+addiction style=”color: #000080; g/span style=”color: ff0000;”> …/lose those tags or else #$$$  this is not a poem.)

now – comrade,

i promise you tomorrow,

on this new bonded

leather desk chair,

i shall calmly sit

at this age old pine

with all its bruises

& watch the sun creep in

shedding light on my

lack of understanding,

and if i am here

to witness this

(nothing is guaranteed)

my dimmed eyes will thank the nameless,

yes i know you have a thousand names.

i shall calmly sit upon the horizon,

(reflect upon what you said)

& watch that 15 minute video for

dummies.

just for you.

just for you.

ps. don’t forget

to send the link –

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