10 March 2010


Sorghum 3/10

I cannot hear wind on the internet
Grass tops become square pixels - each a
slightly different shade

They are too perfectly haphazard

Dwarfed by a flashing advertisement
where a woman purses her lips
moistens while intently looking into your room

She sells space - a promise
of connection with real people
Her skin is color blocks

Perfect and smooth like plastic

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