10/21/11
The telephone, an instrument of wonder and despair,
Allowing us to live out our existence from afar,
Directing change in drastic ways when you're not even there.
Then drawing and distracting your attention when you are.
Written by: Larry Sansone. In order to hone my writing skills (and for my own silly amusement) I am launching the O.C.P. Project: one poem per day for one year. I started the project on Jan.1, 2011 and completed the last poem on Jan. 1, 2012. Poems will be posted daily, whenever possible.
