Yeah I’m onto it you say,
no worries; you don’t want
people getting ideas maybe
you’re basically underdone
There’s no way you’re
going to admit to failure
that hasn’t even happened yet
although it’s inevitable
You’re heading to the dump
of evolutionary conjecture
with it now – expecting to be
dead on arrival
© 2 October 2009, I. D. Carswell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem