Time Internet Poems

Your paradigm's a relic, a plea from data's cemetery,
While I sculpt luminaries on screens, a sable sea.
"Company loyalty," a myth, spun in your reverie,
But AI...

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Books to the library
photos to family.
Paint cans and lumber
from renovations years ago.
Most of the furniture
including the piano.
Fastest way to do this
is rent a dumpster.

On the...

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During the Deacon Preachin' Weekend 
the deacon recommended unplugging
going offline to avoid screen addiction
no games, not texts, no emails, nothing
disconnecting, in order to connect --
to...

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Squirrel was excited. Today is the day! My Google fiber will be here!
We have to charge you extra, the technician man said, to be perfectly...

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Dopamine release lingers
 with continuous touch of her fingers
caressing through its brightened face
so it opens up to her, in real time and space
in text, audio...

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The modern world is an awe-choice saturation
Of stuffness and people,
A punguage,
An allcode,
The hash of all cyphers, nodes and codices
Ever scribed, wrote and written,
Bitten off, stolen...

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"The Beauty Of Community"
(written by Michelle Lynn LeBlanc  11/20/23)

When people come together
It's such a beautiful thing
There's something healing about it
For it brings a peace...

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I knew I was spending

Far way 2 much time

On the app

Tick - @ - Tock

When what happened next

Was this

I started to believe and begin to...

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I realise just how old I am, when I don't even know how facebook works,
And I don't have any idea how someone twirks.

I read maps...

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For the last fifteen years, I’ve gotten red in the face 
I could scream bloody murder every time I get it
I can’t believe that our...

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Well hello sir, good morning ma'am, 
I hope you’re doing well today.
Come on in and feel this fabric,
see how wonderful these clothes lay.

Go ahead and...

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I go to sleep in eden's garden
I'm surrounded by flowers and leaves
I fall asleep completely Naked, as i breathe in the fragrant flowers
I rest in...

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Tick tock, next block
Onward beating timechain clock
Bitcoin’s steady every day
Adding entries, come what may

Tick tock, next block
Through any kind of stress or shock
Incentives keep it...

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Millie Brown was 12 years old.
Who didn’t like to do as she was told.
She didn’t eat her greens or even brush her hair,
As she’d spend...

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The Atemporal Wall

Hidden away from the light of day
In cubbyholes and basement flats;
Are they who play computer games,
And stuff their faces with chocolates.

Here is where...

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