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Saturday, January 18, 2003

vegetation

mind numbing blinding white
of the monitor that monitors
my progress as the progress
doesn't finish.

communication breaks down not up
the head feels the aching head
as the fingers look around for the words

strangely wondering the names
of friends of old friends
who knew those that I knew
and wondering where they wonder

0.27 seconds
the time it takes to tell time
and the clock spins round and round

always interesting to note
how work completes work
and life is but a metaphor
for the journey

second verse
a version of another verse
words changed

spaghetti strapped in red or white
you are what you eat
you eat what you are
and again all at once
vegetation.

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