Talkers
Sometimes you send a message
and
it travels along as if passed
to
an intention-ed recipient by a
code,
Or
it reaches a synapses in the
transport
system; sits stagnant in
some
back mail room, or stuck
among
a server’s bits and bytes.
How
difficult it seems to vocalize
the
sounds. Write, or tap the keys
that
will reveal our true intent.
Easier
to harvest dust from Mars,
or
clone a replica of a Scottish
sheep,
than
weld true communication
between
two human minds.
alan wayne greenwood
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