poems Several OO-themed ghostly pieces I forgot I'd written, back pre-blog

ONTO ONCO

One code keeps sticking, spraying, stubborn, I go, ego, all-defying. One code won’t shut up. One code won’t shut down. One code all around. One code.

OO

Flatter deities
no more with

praise and prostration—
they know we’re low.

Pray to the odds for
elevation.

Bend inward with the
roll of dice
and
--ow—
embrace.

OOBI

The projected I
really registered that tap
on our right shoulder.