And draw

Faint wears the ribbon

traversing twixt the spools
left and right many times over

pulled to the limits
tripping the gear

for a reverse

And quaint
is thought the unplugged-in

machine
and the users thereof

Saints of the written word
Mayn’t they also write

upon their walls
by firelight,

using bits of charcoal?

Or paint their pictures
with former-day devices labeled
Remington, Olivetta, or Underwood?

Taint them not
you disciples of Gateway and Dell
T’aint right in a world

dangerously uninclusive

Janed or Dicked be ye?
Byte-bitten?
Embrace

e’r the waning inks go dry

Haint it true
Something dark is

what makes the mark?

So gather ye multi-media-ed

smudges

whilst ye may.....

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