Neo--You would have enjoyed the Calling All Poets thread when it first was started by X. Well- maybe not, we could get pretty silly at times.
BUt your Ginsberg reminded me of this and I dug it out, thinking you might get a smile from it-- it's a take-off on SUnflower Sutra. (I am not a fan of Ginsberg)
Silicon Sutra-With no Apologies to Ginsberg
I scroll down the screen and stop under the huge shade of a thread to look at the daily posts and cry
X sat beside me on her busted rusty iron computer, companion, we thought the same thoughts of the soul, surrounded by our bleak, blue, sadeyed portfolios.
Look at this, she said
I rushed up, enchanted. It was my first stock -memories of William O'Neil- my visions
Unholy battered old thing-I loved you then
Perfect beauty-standing before me excited grasping alive at the open sweet bids shadow asks golden close
When did you forget what you were?
You were never no Microsoft, stock, you were a Goofi
We are all beautiful Goofis inside, I delivered my sermon to my soul, to X's soul and anyone who'll listen in this late night computer shadow Southlake sitdown vision. |
