Thursday, May 05, 2005

Poem: Seven

It's too slow to see.
It happens right under
My nose.
Every molecule in every person
Changes every seven years.

I'm completely rebuilt
Seven times now
And working on the eighth.
The dormant features redeploy,
Installing themselves
On millions of fresh molecules,
And altered but happily,
I trudge on.

jack brummet

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