Key after key, letters clamor onto my screen
In valiant effort to create that never before seen
Braces and brackets, colons semi or not
It's taking some time, patience and thought

A picture, painted by ten thousand letters
Divinely presented with wonderful CSS headers
And more, this picture will be able to do
For its features will be far from few

Talk to another, quickly and fast
Chat in groups, to make relationships last
Co-authoring easier with dynamic group editing...?
Assuming it all works, I'm still hoping and betting!

Wave after wave, this beach will come together
I'll be darned if I have to say never
The sun will rise, and so too a poet
Where they'll certainly smile, I just know it!

This digital sea by which I float,
a long voyage that awaits this boat
One where I will design the pristine shore
Bringing poet passengers, more and more

Once, two years ago,
when i was younger,
but not so far back in time that to be before i was aware and fully alive,
i sent an email.

two years ago,
i sent an email to my favorite blogger,
who often writes about the universe and things people generally don’t understand,
and i told him something,

i told my favorite blogger something,
at the time i thought it to be terribly enlightened, though looking back seems naive;
i told him he should make a database on everything,
i cringe thinking about it.

i hope he never read the email,
if he did he may’ve thought it cute,
i asked my favorite blogger to compile all the things a person should know about this world, this life.

But maybe this wasn’t as dumb as I think.

See, we all want easy answers.
I thought he could give them to me (he can’t)
So I asked.
You gotta love that about kids.
They’re not afraid to ask.

Somewhere along the way, then, I must’ve grown up.
Because, though my fingers move fast in this digital realm,
Out in the real world, my voice is paralyzed.

With no one to turn to, my questions go unasked.