Robert Stoner Jr Poet Sonnet

Cache of Me

A sunset, pixilated, colored RGB,
a virtual bit world envelops me.
Watch .gif waves break upon a gravel beach,
in endless patterned loop Mew glide and screech.

Each click leads to another, yet unplanned,
connected all by fiber optic band.
As users pass with only offered tweet,
hash tag emoticons, each is so sweet.

Sound in MP3 and addictive chat,
all input loads in digital format.
Adrift in the world, internet my link,
a dance of keyboard in a hi-tech prink.

No further need of bio world to be,
just digital internal cache of me.


Robert Gene Stoner Jr
1/9/16

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Lin Lane January 10, 2016 at 8:56 AM I think you managed to cover the internet world quite well, Robert. ~ a world that's smaller now because of it. Well done. Robert Stoner Jr January 10, 2016 at 8:59 AM Thanks Lin for the read and supportive comment on this write, much appreciated.