Scientifically Speaking Poem by Atef Ayadi

i prefer at least
(i mean the last frontier,
a cross over, or through
a portal of some sort, you do the math. i do not care, make any combination you want...)

live in the ram
(rapid or less random access,
not public, memory, archives, personal and public library, you name it...)
rather than a spinning hard drive or
two spinning wheels.
i am scientifically speaking!
i like technology for enlightenment,
but now,
i do not need it.
i mean, i became very
very primitive.

and i am the only one in this
scene to define what is primitive?

sorry for being so primitive
and possibly berber, barber, barbarian,
or a sweet and dark wheat tweet look-like librarian?