Apparatus For Removing Apparatus
Algorithms for the blind
Leave half the world unseen
Yet for the craven, with their rind,
Whose contracts must remain unsigned
They invest it with a joy most keen
For Plasticene
Bent unto their puissant needs
Nor impetus, nor urge
Can ever work to spill their seeds
Nor trade their maidenhood for beads
We resist them at our darkest cost
And implicate the dreary purge
Of empty and the lost
So, before their work is done
They will gambol in the sun
Contributors: | Apsley, Roland, Chevalier. |
Poem finished: | 8th August 2005 by Roland. |