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I live life simply

Henry was right

This world it seems

Is wound far too tight



Telephone cables

Direct TV

DVD players

Pentium PC's



Cellphoned transients

Satellite razors

Internet toilets

Golfbags with tazers



Perhaps I have

Drifted a bit

Perhaps I have

Dramatisized it



There are no houses

Yet I think

With nanotized scrubbers

Cleaning the sink



Nor digital knickers

Who never fail

To thicken when sensors

Say "Not rain, it's hail!"



I'm just rambling

Pay me no mind

My words seem harsh

Yet their truth is kind



The day may come

When all will end

Or at least

Begin again



When it is done

Will you recall

How to do nothing

   ...nothing at all?






Author's Notes/Comments: 

Though the very fact that this piece has been posted on an electronic poetry forum may seem a bit contradictory, I hope not ALL of its meaning has been compromised.

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©1 January 2002 - 5:42am — stustaub
7 May 2003 - 11:54am — Cherilyn May Corlione (not verified)
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A great concept! I adore this piece.

17 November 2002 - 12:17pm — Doana Dixon (not verified)
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Hey Stu! I understood this poem very well. I grew up in a simpler time, with clarity and I miss the days of sitting on the front porch swing doing nothing at all.

10 January 2002 - 1:45pm — Jerome Burdi (not verified)
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Great depiction of what a world of dulldroms it has become.The greatest part of life comes from within.