FLOPPY DOLL

Floppy doll
Too wet from recent rains
To be picked up
Lays forlorn
Waiting for its mistress
Waiting forever
Beneath the headstone
Of grief
Looking into distances
With bright eyes
Of anticipation

FLIPPING SWITCHES

Am I in a state of confusion?
No.
Well, rarely.
A state of discovery?
Always.
Never in a state of hyperkineticism,
Though, sometimes in a state of movement.
Is movement reliable?
There is movement in switches.
There are switches to be flipped
And flipped again.
Switches that change my state
From analogue to digital,
From light to dark,
From monochrome to color.
Switches that add contacts as they go.
New contacts beget confusion,
Yet allow discovery.
Who is the switch flipper?
Is the switch flipper reliable?
Am I?
Too fast?
Flip.

Copyright 2007