“Information Technology: Reach for your potential.
The support you need, every step of the way.”
On the surface, it looks swell.
It glitters like a kitchen tabletop
across which a casual thief
has spilled a sack of diamonds.
Men and women put out to it
in the boats at their disposal,
the cigarettes of experience,
the liners of formal education.
It is a sea of teeth. You may sail
around the same sad, small swirl
of seaweed for hours, like sewage
circling the bull’s eye of a drain,
or you may flush right through
only to come upon vast shores,
the inland seas of IT that will
more unfold than open to you,
and when you pitch your tent
by one of these, it is painless:
their teeth so big, their throats
so round, it could take years,
a whole career, for you to fathom
that you’ve been chewed and
swallowed. Even its short name
is a kind of warning, like YHWH.
Bruce Sager’s poetry has gained publication through competitions judged by Billy Collins, Dick Allen and William Stafford. His newest work, The Indulgence of Icarus—a book-length poem! (sounds scary, but an easy read)—was recently released by Echo Point, and is henceforth available through Amazon, as is Famous, which was awarded the 2014 William Matthews Poetry Prize.