What a sparky, sprightly, inspirational-sounding poem, Max. Not Larkinesque in the least. You do bounce around. Can I draw a parallel between this jaunty, born-again speaker and a newly fresh-faced creator?
Bill
> On 12 Feb 2015, at 4:47 am, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> Deletion
>
> And so between inbox
> and outbox he lived his life,
> hovering over Save and Send.
> Now he has deleted himself -
> Delete All - a fitting end.
>
> Therefore - clear out the attic
> clear out the cellar
> clear out everything between -
> the greybeard’s gone
> nowhere to be seen.
>
> No way he’ll ever
> be back - good riddance
> to the septic sceptic. Denier
> not of climate change
> but that it’s man-made.
>
> Deodorise disinfect
> decontaminate.
> Welcome the clean new tenant
> to the cleared space,
> the fresh air, hygienic emptiness,
>
> the new broom, the unspoiled
> spontaneous innocence.
> Straight? - unbending.
> Clean-shaven? - beardless.
> Uncreased by laughing,
>
> suffering, experience.
> Smooth hopefulness,
> environmental activist
> anti-sentimentalist,
> his files in the Cloud.
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