Actually,
All ink is indellible.
Its the typeface
And computer print out
In their harsh permanent etching on the paper
That are temporal.
The project plan
And the concept note
Armed to the teeth
Sending them out for votes.
Client and departmental head
Anxiety as we go to bed
Will it work?
Does it fit the bill?
Who is the TG?
Do I have the skill?
And all the brouhaha
Around the block
Dancing to the puppeteer
The mice upon the clock
And then you google search a poet
Who wrote with ink on page
With no sense of permanance
With callous disdain for age
And the words remain
Rippling water paint
Impressionist art.
Indellible ink upon the heart.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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