Down With It
The Web never rests,
nor does our need for connections.
We bobble,
nod over looming edges,
skim and drown,
pop up again
emoji minds blinking.
We’re down with it,
but mostly we are just Peter Pans
surfing with all the other
lost girls and boys.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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