Slide-show A tiny red ant passed on the keyboard A figure on a slide show of a memory A shadow that would never come back However much you point- clicked for it . The ant will have to pass its funeral Slide-show once, a memory cluster In my mind , in its mind , all-ants mind, In separate slide-shows of species ants The atavistic ants of passed ant-lines. A long ant-line is a funeral slide-show Of memory clusters of men about ants And of ants memories of passing men. The white stuff they carry at the head Is their memory clusters of our fingers On a keyboard, kicking in a slide-show. Filed under: a poem a day by A.J.Rao Tagged: slide show
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