like beads of sweat slide
down the multicolored walls
of my morning imagination,
creating a slurry of
unimaginable ideas that
overlap with others like
food touching on a child's plate,
creating a hesitation to eat;
throughout that moment
are other more tiny moments
that capture and recapture images,
release and renew software,
hoping the connection is secure
and previous hackers know
there is nothing that's reliable.
21Jun14
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