in this delirium of influxes all around
that pervades our solitary mind
bombarded by images left and right
has left us empty for mysteries come to light.
our romance with words has dwindled down
upon the road of no return
our thirst for pixels and bright colored clowns
projects our hunger for all things turd.
find hard to follow sentenced conversation
but the plasma always catches our attention
die in boredom breathing reality
but alive in wired virtual insanity.
and thus the promise of lightening our burden
of living with
the need of technology.