Elastic minds stressed to the point of

S                              N                                               AP

20^th century psychobabble about bits, bites, kilobytes, RAM, gigs, megs, jpegs, gifs,  MP3s, and applets.  Is that some sort of fruit pie?  I’d like a slice, please.

I had a hard drive yesterday.

It was to the city from the suburbs during rush hour when my A/C busted on the 90 degree summer day.

I think I may have seen a tree last week

On my way to the board meeting

On 32^nd street

Lodged between an exhaust-stained brick building

And a concrete block building.

            I saw no leaves.

            Are bricks supposed to resemble charcoal?

Hundreds of years ago a man did not beg strangers for money

(For there was no money.)

Night could not be day

Debt was an inconceivable word

And he carried a bow and arrow to supply his children with life.

These days my boss tells me there’s java script on our web page. 

I tell him whoever gave him a movie script about coffee

Needs to have their head examined.

He chuckles and informs me I’m the one with the problem.

Copyright 2006 Cathy Kaplan

HOME