W R I T T E N O F F
A day will come when poetry writes me off -
and I pass from flesh to page
All my cherished works become digital fuzz -
a collection of artifacts from ah former age
A day will come when part of me
becomes mere characters on a screen
Poetry, however, has a way of reaching out
and touching souls unseen
Someday digital traces of former personality sub-routines
will flicker across networked info-beams
And in a virtual world both familiar 'n strange
cyborgs will delight in writing queerly
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