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The Future

November 9, 2003
To Carol Mak

it's funny

how quickly we've gone
from nineteen fifties circuit board romance
to electronic radiance

seventeen pins
in the hand grenade of my cathode ray

mutts and strays
skinned smoked perseverance
drying over the fire

blind ire
and stifled dismay
at that which chooses to work

choice is at the heart of our game