Poetic License: ‘E-mail from Emily Em —’

Joe Pacheco
Please don’t forward this E-mail
Or click reply to me –
The screens are blank as zero
Out here in Eternity –
The bits and words of what
We always thought we were
Unsaved forever
In Nobody’s processor –
Though parts of us might lurk
To fill a final hour
The World- Wide- Wolf of Web
Its last bit will devour –
Downloading and uploading
Our tiny time on Earth
Till glitch or fatal exception
Blanks out what we were worth –
Please don’t forward this E-mail –
Don’t try to click reply.