i am nothing but words.
words - misspelled and mangled,
& sentences wrongly constructed.
to you, i am
a cacophonous symphony of
electronic bells and whistles,
& the clacking of plastic hardware.
i am a pink van gogh of numbers & letters,
& yellow animated faces that arent mine.
i am nothing but uniformly typed,
& equally voiceless words.
Much smoother than other 1/3/05 piece. One most poets can get, though general populace may not. Enjoyed it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are full of surprises. -war