A Digital Karma

I hover in a meditative state, Delaying my awakening from this virtual cell, A listless conscience mutates a myosphere, Contemplating the zenith of an urban meme. Unfettered by loose social structures, I channel energies to locate a pulse exact, Murmuring the karmic mantra in a trance; This is the age of the avatar Me, This is the spirit I want to be, This space, this place, this entity, This is the truth I seek to free. Neon pulses react to stimulate, Expanding digital symphonies with new zeal, I project the conscious I in a nanosphere, An imperfect narrative succors the wanton stream. Protected in this matter of vague contours, I promote something sensual but also abstract, Prompting the homage in a collective chant; This is the age of the avatar We, This is the spirit we want to be, This space, this place, this entity, This is the truth we seek to free.