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Correspondence School

Words,
And more words.
Written in a binary code of zeros and ones,
Appearing on a computer screen
In a language everyone can understand.
Translated into a structured story,
Speaking to the reader with an easily
Understood message, making
Paper obsolete.
Words can move through space and
Give a person reason to believe that they
Are all true,
Nothing left to the imagination.
Correspondence with a purpose,
Codified abbreviations in a short version
Expose a secret, and tell the reader
More than they wanted to know. 
Everyone’s need to be involved 
Is satiated by reading the words of 
Strangers that shape the 
Endless universe of clutter, inhabited by
Uninvited guests who want to be heard.
All the 0’s and 1’s,
Pushed through invisible lines buried beneath the
Earth’s crust, bouncing off into  
Intergalactic space, 
The eternal region of knowing everyone’s opinion.
Correspondence school, where flashing letters on a 
Computer screen have nonconsenting intercourse 
Transformed into words that dance off the 
Fingertips of legions of anonymous correspondents.

All waiting to read everyone’s next utterance, 
Making it easy to strike the
Delete key and watch the words
Disappear when there is nothing more to say.    

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 4/10/2018 1:58:00 PM
Now I know what a correspondence school is like.
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Steve Zak
Date: 4/10/2018 2:16:00 PM
Thank you for your comment. I just read several of your poems and thought they were wonderful!
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Steve Zak
Date: 4/10/2018 2:16:00 PM
Thank you for your comment. I just read several of your poems and thought they were wonderful!