Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Actually,
All ink is indellible.

Its the typeface
And computer print out
In their harsh permanent etching on the paper

That are temporal.

The project plan
And the concept note
Armed to the teeth
Sending them out for votes.

Client and departmental head
Anxiety as we go to bed

Will it work?
Does it fit the bill?
Who is the TG?
Do I have the skill?

And all the brouhaha
Around the block
Dancing to the puppeteer
The mice upon the clock

And then you google search a poet
Who wrote with ink on page
With no sense of permanance
With callous disdain for age

And the words remain
Rippling water paint

Impressionist art.
Indellible ink upon the heart.

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