UTUBE RINGS 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
paddawacky
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