Analog Creatures
in this Digital World,
A thought
to jot
–a checkpoint,

like playing Air-Drums
for the 'Rich of Sense,'
a record of 'Peak
of Contra,'

letting them know
where leaning back
becomes lying down;..
and I have no motive but reason,..
though perhaps not my own.

See(?),
I write, only to not benefit,
wanting this
to be
greenbacked-ink.

Instead, It's some
pathetic, yet somewhat 'poetic
author's note'
in forgotten
urgent in-
flection.