Sunday, January 15, 2012

A Little Lizard on my Computer

Dr Abe V Rotor

A little lizard it came innocent as a child,
degenerate from a dragon of myth;
to give me company in the middle of night,
when sweet is the coming of sleep.

A rouser by its antics this four-legged clown
drawn by the cursor it thought a fly,
in the art of a predator smart and mean,
and I, I merely laughed at this fry.
Could it read, could it understand, I wondered,
signals and codes of our own?
and how intriguing, perhaps we are as dumb,
as on the day we were born.

And when I wanted to know more of this odd friend;

it could be a cyber field new and tall -
interconnectedness all in the web world;
hmmm... I just let my heavy eyelids fall. ~



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