po-dro – transcribing now

he is under
observation

nothing special about him
just a man
but
under surveillance
from a poetry drone
riding at his shoulder
hanging close
just behind him

watching
what he does

seeing inside
what he thinks

sometimes
framing his thought
a little better
than he could manage
on his own

a little buzz
it’s on
the left side

a little buzz
it’s on
the right

a hover
like a question mark
above him

sometimes
he moves too slow
and sometimes
he thinks nothing
about
nothing
nothing at all

the po-dro shoots him
with a little
thought-prod

a little
prompt
to action

get on with it
I have transcribing
to do

I have transcribing
of you
that I have to do

and so he pushes on
picks up
a new book

makes out
with a new thought

listens
to the way the wind
comes howling
comes rattling
around the windows

and the po-dro
hums
a little satisfied
self-satisfied

mmm
hmmm-hmmm-hmmm

the faint sound of a stylus
etching
a pen
making marks
on paper

the sound of stanza
on top of stanza
in translation from a life
to a
somewhat
clever verse

mmm
hmmm-hmmm-hmmm

but
all the time the po-dro
is watching
for the next thing
that he does

the next thing
that might be worth
a line or two
of a short poem
about nothing
and a life
a somehow
interesting
life

 


© Frank Prem, 2017

September 2017 Poem #34: gone (like September)

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