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I am but a pixel
Morris Moss
I am but a pixel
On a screen of pixels
That look a little bit like me
And yet I am lonely
Lonely as the crow that caws
On a cold summer's morn
Lonely as the beast who slowly withers away,
Not knowing family or friends
Only the slow gasp of a raven
Caught betwhence its claws
And soon the user will turn off,
And then it shall be dark.
Darker than the darkest night.
Darker than the darkest blackie
And now I must leave.
Goodbye.
Morris Moss has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Morris's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Morris's latest works: