I’ve often wished (who hasn’t?) for a chance
to press the rewind button, start again
and choose a different partner for the dance
of fickle youth to play what might have been.
Instead of giving circumstances reign,
I’d tap the hidden track of inner peace
and circumvent the path that leads to pain;
let static fade and harmony increase.
But tempting though it be to theorize
on rearranging compositions past,
each segment is a lesson in disguise
that can’t be altered once the program’s cast.
And focusing on tapes that self-repeat
defines the formula for soul-defeat.
Mary Boren, 2012
A baby comes with software preinstalled —
first generation code: Life One-Point-One
We don’t expect he’ll walk before he’s crawled.
He’s laptop-bundled, pure phenomenon.
Initially, a meg of RAM will do.
No operating system needs more stuff
than it can process, plug ‘n’ play when new.
A modest modem speed should be enough
to keep him wired. Increasingly, demands
exceed innate resources — that’s the norm.
As Junior’s drive capacity expands,
more popup/download options fill the form.
The coping patterns used in infancy
won’t last, but Life’s upgradable, for free.
Mary Boren, 2000