Tubular Bells

First U Tube
I saw
Was by
The prancing professors

Since then
I have glimpsed
the grainy world
fresh and foolish

U tube rings bells

It’s a mish mash
blancmange tout tout
of hopes and dreams

The invisible becomes visible
The unknown known

Once on the wheel
there’s no wipe button
the become carnate
completes only the roundel

echoing faintly
in hyperspace
but always rolling home

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: