The whole idea, the whole project
was never fully understood,
or truly realized,
given electric dreams of electric sheep
and some computation adding;
replicating through the past
straight past the future gone back again
before returning to a point left vacant.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Showing posts with label Cycle 5. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cycle 5. Show all posts
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 569
Cycle 5
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