Screensavers Poem by Frank Avon

Screensavers may save us

from irrelevance
from inattention
from reducibility
from abstraction
from distraction

Screensavers may save us,
or not.

I just exited the Internet
and there was one of my
screensavers. Where
it came from I don't know.
How it got on my computer,
I don't know that either.

But it blesses me
whenever I see it:

roses somewhere
climbing a wall,
bright, whitish red
against a wan green.

Forgive me, I want to say,
that I did not see you yesterday.
Hear me, I want to say,
and let me share some news with you.
Lead me, I want to say,
to the Eden that enthralls you.
Remember me, I should not say,
though I shall remember you.
Believe me, I want to say,
for I love you,
and I have left so many things unsaid
with those who've loved me
that I can only hope
for a few moments
of eternal life
so that I will have the chance
to say, Forgive me

that I did not say this
yesterday.