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one short score and five ago
it wasn't so - that streams
flowed in airless wires

that Dolby heard symphonic
on hand phones was absurd

that art could be a part of everyone's day
meals smartly delivered - have it your way

cookies cooked on every chip
bits for sales cooked to look legit

who knew we'd get delivery
of anything we could want or see

how-to brain surgery on YouTube 
all mind's desires blogged now denude

and the porn, oh the porn
so high-def, so hot and forlorn

progress, regress, no matter now, 
not totally, but - it's just a mess

we made it, a mirrored graven image
like us, to carry on our lineage

rub-a-dub-dub, it's all over us
newness notions hopelessly scrubbed 

it's really the same ol' us you see
trinity or the favored Menage à Trois 
we'll always take it to the Nth degree

so type 'n' say your mind's eye's desire
the whole world web buys 'n' sells us entirely

© Goode Guy 2014-03-13

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Wide_Web
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_Berners-Lee 
http://www.npr.org/2014/03/13/289750726/its-been-25-years-since-the-world-wide-web-was-invented
http://www.npr.org/2014/03/12/289594960/a-very-special-proposal-anniversary-for-the-world-wide-web 
http://www.npr.org/blogs/alltechconsidered/2014/02/27/282965383/the-web-at-25-hugely-popular-and-viewed-as-a-positive-force

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