Richard George

Rookie (June 1,1965 / Cheltenham, U.K.)

Avatar - Poem by Richard George

She was dark, gamine, professional.
First time we argued.
The second she apologised
'Was I awful? '

Awakening.
At least ghosts report to memory.

What googol program
pulsing in abyssal depths
texted this stranger?

As waves lap our ankles
we are the ocean

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 6, 2008



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