It's Like Omg Poem by Daniel Thomas Moran
It's Like Omg
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My children
use their thumbs
to converse with
invisible people.
They speak
a language
with no words,
a shorthand
of the hands.
Sometimes
I try using
my voice to
interrupt them,
Yet they contin-
ue wandering
in a place
with no sound,
Where thoughts
become reflexes,
and God exists
as a single letter.
2008 Daniel Thomas Moran
Saturday, December 27, 2008
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4/30/2024 9:18:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Good, very good... also, very true.