Thoughts of a Dying AnalystLow resolution language, high resolution brains.
High resolution bandits, low resolution trains.
New years' resolution coffee, no-resolution stains.
Low dissolution sugarbottom, very high voltage mains.
Especially for youI wish I had time to catch all the raindrops
One of them might be a pearl
But if it was, somebody might get a sore
pop in the head
And that would be on the news
The little news
Jessie's mother read to her about
the 10,000 year old fairies that
in the hills and the clouds
and lit the way
for all the lost animals
A long time later
Jessie's mother told her that it wasn't real
But she didn't understand
She could still see them outside her window
It's not so badA man wanted to write a poem
First, he used popular culture and cities and let his word rebel
Dissatisfied, he sat in his garden; then, a jungle
Then Japan, then Africa
He considered outer space
He tried a blazing shower, and sensory deprivation
He tried sleeping, and drinking
He prefers to draw pictures