Contractor 014352
By Zuku
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Precious contractor 014352
turn up your shadowed chin
and weary gaze
from this infinite jigsaw of whiteness.
You are so much more
than the sum of your digits
the street on which you live
the date from which you grew
the darlings in your care.
Helpful though they may be
our systems reward clarity
and numbers once landed man on the moon.
But so your data will guide you
through the ether
through binary
to another kind of moon,
one with carpets and water coolers.
Only not today.
My friend, you deserve better
bedspreads from Persian silk
pillows of Egyptian cotton
these are the spreadsheets
to which you belong!
Soon you will be there, nestled
within white folds, held
by tender arms, approved
within black lines
the power of data.
And if not by the fall of today's sun
then perhaps tomorrow's,
have patience contractor 014352
your time will come.
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There are some really
There are some really powerful images in here and the cyclical structure works really well. There's definitely a voice in there but you may need to pare the poem down a little for it to be heard clearly.
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