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Internet is Down

jingle tingle of the night
wind moving everything in sight
internet down it isn’t right
what do I do? Go fly a kite?

Internet should be fixed by nine they said.
Wasn’t fixed by eleven, when I went to bed
Got up at two am to check, and it was still down.
Any minute said a notice, written by a clown.

For that

The Mirror Ascends

forest limbs swing wide
tails vanish betwixt the leaves
hands learn to hold stones
muscle and thought entwining-
shaping the first fragile edge

soul entered the fray
moulding spiritual form
eyes afire with zeal-
humanoid stalks the garden
a king calling the beasts names

flint sparks in cold caves
shadows dance on raw stone walls
stories find their voice-
the stone mason stands upright
stone flint and fire seize

the internet is down

the internet is down
no biggie
I think I’ll watch TV
ha!
That isn’t happening

I thought I could type a poem on the computer
Wrong
Word says
Cannot save, check your internet settings

I do not have to check
I know
the internet is down

Living Analogue Invisible in Parallel

on parallel shore
I wander where waves caress
no footprints online
only brine, rock, and seabirds
to echo that I'm present

screens flare like lures do
hooking the curious in—
I keep eyes blinkered
knowing one slip starts the plunge
into hours I cannot spare

my life is fragile
ink seeps slowly into grain
behind the latched gates
I paint in colours unseen
where regret can't get a breach

no

Information

From sunrise, when the breath of the new-born day
Kisses my eyes, information startles me.
Waves of my sleep leave the froth from my mouth,
Youthful and earnestly fresh with the harassment of
Both cuddly dreams and feverish nightmares.
The glut of information besieges me like the
Waterfall of cracked rocks, wailing with liquid power.
I hasten to read the first-ever BREAKING

Cyber Warfare

Upon my graduation from MIT,
they didn’t hand me a diploma.
They handed me a mask—
and a seat at the table of shadows.

They called me Director,
but in truth, I became a ghost in the wires—
a puppeteer of perception,
twisting public minds like wind turns leaves.

We didn’t drop bombs.
We dropped whispers—
tweets, headlines, a viral meme.
We knew the frequency of

Oh, What A Tangled Interweb We Weave

Don't like the look of what's going on
seems to you something's wrong
the smell of corruption in the air
look around it's everywhere
can't place the feel of what's happening here
could it be something to fear
the sound of conniving on the wind
a warning call for all thin-skinned
so round and round and round we go
where it stops no one

The Thing about AI

Artificial intelligence
  created simply, because we can
  to easily, lazily, complete tasks we plan,
    and ones perhaps, we cannot do on our own.
No incentive now 
  to pursue knowledge or grow
  no need for humanity to learn or know
    how we are succumbing to boredom

Rock Bottom

You know you've hit rock bottom for sure
when you find your track
in a used record store
under a stack at the very back
of the ten pee CD rack
(does anyone buy them anymore?)
and you know you've hit the all-time low
it's a sure bet
when you don't see your song
in any list at all
on the worldwide internet
rock bottom don't

Beyond Binary

binary thoughts are only ones and noughts crowding a tic-tac-toe board

Last To Ask

First it came like progress, cold and clean,
With circuits bright and wires unseen.
It took our hands from honest toil,
Turned bread and sweat to data spoil.

Then vanished choice beneath the screen,
Where algorithms picked what dreams had been.
We traded sleep for sleepless feeds,
And fed the dark on silent needs.

Now history flickers on the glass—
A question shaped like

Stranger Danger

I like that we’re strangers 
That our late night intimate fights
Are actually just late nights of random conversations with a random stranger 
The internet came with a whole lot of bad but surely the beauty of an online friend was above it

I like that we’re strangers 
That I can talk to you on end
Or maybe

Installation Apps Get Lucky and Luckier

2024.5.24 at 16:43:00
You installed Conversation Apps, Gjim.
"Have you read my previous message yet? One way trafficker."
The user name was "S... & L......".

test.  shonky   shifty   dodgy bloody   crappy   ty   shonky.

heeeeheeee x2

blah blah blah    blah blah blah

2024.5.27@10:25:00
Good morning Luckier

24.5.27@12:41:00
Invaded?? i went past and

What Sound Makes the Clock? - May 11

A woman splayed upon a lofty beach—
the drunkard’s stumble-street-strut-jumble-key—
BUY NOW, AND GET THE SECOND [this/that] FREE!
—and what’s this cracked out weirdo got to preach? 

…”about the senate’s 3rd bid to impeach…”—
.(Get lost.-)—.IF YOU THINK YOU’LL NEVER BELIE—
look,look!a man crushed by a falling tree!—
—(“oh!—my God!”)—nvm—it’s…freedom…of speech?

Get real! Wake up! Which trope must I invoke?—
(Uh?)—GET REAL RELIEF

It Still Hurts

Doesn’t matter how long it’s been

It still hurts after 7 months

I couldn’t be the friend you deserved

So you severed ties 

You wanted to protect your peace

Cannot blame you

Seven months later

I still grieve the friend I thought you were

I failed to be the friend I was supposed to be 

But your screaming and half truths still

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