My patents are pending For me to say what I wanted to say, Your message confusing mine. Technologies talking, Hear them say what I wanted to say. My parrot is mocking all of my mechanical lines.
These instruments obsolete Words are false industries You know what I mean.
My printers are knocking moving type into blocks into lines and sidewalks are chalking signs. But my poetry's failing, Can you see what you cannot define? Are you deconstructing all of my Derridean lines?
("This invention will produce forgetfulness in the minds of those who learn to use it")
