someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the dag we are discarded and replaced with new editions of perhaps the volgende technology once reading becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy

with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions of hear our voices saying things we never zei until the students are lulled to sleep door the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks

someday