Cz I sed So

Written by: Kieran Pavlick

It’s Dead! Buried! Murdered! By
Societal  Evolution. Technology has 
Guillotined it, chopped to,
 Shards of quick transference.
Paperless, Ephemeral, Unbounded By
Chemical mixtures, giving  whole
Recognition, permanence. Now
It is whisked away, as Dandelion fluff
In the wind of electrons.
Meaning given by consent of,
Ignorant users, only capable of,
Mangling, what they could not 
comprehend in full form.
Butchers trying to extract more 
Time for Air Head endeavors of
Tactile and Visual and Auditory,
Sensations of Erotic Exercises,
That soon callous the senses.