No matter the year here,
the vision of the future
is again & again
shine and curved surface:
a disco ball world
of airborne traffic patterns
and Tinman, robo-garb.
1999,
2001,
’10, ’29.
With the click of a Rubik’s Cube,
time shifts into place
and still cars crawl on the ground.
He's stopped time all by himself.
ReplyDeleteand still cars crawl on the ground.
ReplyDeletetoo brilliant : )