6 February 2011
original poem included background image
go figure
lasering letters
into white stone
you say it’s labouring, I say
it’s piss easy to laser something
you just enter some text,
some parameters, and the gadget
does it all for you
is this not enough
with all the
dark between?
you know you’re just
blasting photons on a screen
on which at last count
three hundred billion
trillion suns
already beam