Ode to a Classic

Here's where the shift began,
in a dream
of WYSIWYG and Wozniak;
of color,
and intuition,
of art and child's play;
a fluid welling up,
a torrent of new ideas spilling over into a new space
exploding with animation, imagination;

lava, contagious and communicable as laughter
gushing right-brainedly
from this left brain province
onto a new desk
populated with dancing mice
and smiling emoticons
beaming us up, Scottie,
from mere intelligence into life itself.




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