In a Web

this territory's a wasteland the curious that pass by stop in for a drink then go on their merry way a full suitcase to advertise this place is a sh-thole and no matter how nicely it's stated it's exactly that and we're all just suspended from its reaches blinded by white lights and white lies sex sells, and so does attention for every word of information there's a worthless thousand cheap entertainment, free distractions the cost of a monthly fee and then it's all you can eat so gorge on mediocrity traded over wire lines reeling you in at the end of this hook this is the binge meet the barely copable becoming the still-ignored in a beautifully "brave new world" context we can no longer hear screams laughter, shouts, sobs or the fizzling of anger it's a disappearance no one appears to miss so another slips off and as usual, no one notices so impersonal, so disrespectful is this a new way to communicate or a new way to fall apart? there can never be too much of anything but if it's there to take someone will take it till bloated the fastest way to touch base with the world and we're forevermore wrapped up in our particular lives so everybody log-in tonight then wave goodbye to the world at large