All-You-Can-Eat
knowledge afloat
remains powerless
waiting
to be
plugged in
bugged out
anticipating
the radio alarm clock
WAKE UP!
use colors
shapes
push buttons
twist knobs
pull into parking space
sunburn in the spot
gathering rays to erase the poison
KILL
polluted cells
a trade secret to
tastily treat one's self
take the high road
the shady street
the path less traveled
which one matters little
especially when
in comparison terms with
the reward, the apple, the brain food, the
all-
you-
can-eat buffet...
Knowledge,
there at the fingertips
of y.o.u.
Copyright © Jslambert Mister Roboto | Year Posted 2012
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