Friday, June 26, 2009

LIfe in a Second

What is this other life I live?
Do I take on divinity
and create an image
of what I wish I was,
carefully selecting the items of me I
like and forming out of digital clay
only what I find tolerable?
Starting from scratch, do I
throw away the original blueprints
and build the new stronger,
version of Poet 2.0?

Or do I merely
birth a crying babe
into pixilated life?
A form released from molecules and age.
A man more like meThan I could ever be myself.

1 comment:

  1. Perhaps I will go look up the exact quotation later, but your words reminded me of a story
    I read and the line within it that said...we never really change, we just become more nearly ourselves.