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Poetry

Mark Terrill ~ Six Poems

Vox PopMark Terrill - photo by Moon

I thought about where I was
until I was there
where I thought I understood—
the town talking to the city
and the words not wasted there—
but they couldn’t hear
what it is I’m hearing
by way of destruction & abandonment
& washing up on another shore—
being interviewed by
Slick Entrepreneurs, Savage Impresarios
& Media Moguls of Information Technology—
flash-mob-chatroom-forum-blogspot-
hashtag-digital-virtual-lifeworld scenarios—
illusions of immanence,
verbal hallucinations,
the voice coming up out of the typewriter—
extremely loud, painfully clear—
but the kids, yeah, the kids,
they don’t even know
what a typewriter is.

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