Poem a day will experience a lag
As I will be away from the computer
For a few days and,
While poems will be written,
As yet I have no sub cranial link,
Some kind of surgical wi-fi implant
Enabling me to connect directly to the human web
And beam poems into you synapsis.
On the up side
Neither does the NSA
So they can’t steal them in route,
Compose thought patterns more to their liking,
Or install a logic bomb in my head
In case I might be thinking
Of floating anything subversive
Across your brain waves.
But since none of that exists yet,
Wink wink,
I’ll just update on Sunday
In the old fashion way on the internet.
Be careful who you share this with.
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