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@ 12/04/2008 – 21:11:44
Avatar
It takes great care
To choose the clothes
The trousers, the shirt
The colour of my hair
The length, the cutI have to get the curl just right
And then my eyes
That shade of piercing blue
Oh, and don’t forget the shoes
DO NOT forget the shoesWith some discomfort
I slip into
My avatarAnd take a breath
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@ 26/03/2008 – 19:51:18
Avatar
It takes great care
To choose the clothes
The trousers, the shirt
The colour of my hair
The length, the cut
And I have to get the curl
Just right
And then my eyes
That shade of piercing blue
Oh, and don’t forget the shoes
I mustn’t forget the shoesWith some discomfort
I slip
Into my avatar
And take a breath -
Poem
@ 25/03/2008 – 22:47:09
Archaeology
Forty
And thoughts of my death
(Immanent) pervade
A cancer at every turnWhat will I leave for posterity?
These poems
My name in concrete on a wall
My children
The DNA that I have sent
Spinning
Off into the future
Perhaps memories to make
Someone smile
Like the memories of my dead
Do for me****-all else
And in a hundred years
NothingArchaeology




