Even when there are no words
They find a way ----
Like U.S.P.S. Tracking #'s'
They speak of your Package
And show you their maps
All is recorded for Digital ever
Don't mind the packages lost.
Yes, too, the telegram ----
Remember the telegram!
What happened to it's pasted words?
They found a different way
Less solid than printers' blocks
Or even my old fountain pens.
The digital reduction ---
It follows us everywhere
What digits shall I become?
Pray, Cherish, Pray.