5am skies-high above-as close as astronauts in a Houston TV studio
or special effects Hollywood doco.
S/he old cold bone white China rock
addictive as poets/waves away-in a still morning sky
above/beyond-as if asking-
"will you REALLY fly?why no man on my moon?"
some see an old woman,others a rabbit
i see a full white dish slipping into morning blue suit
stars and planets keeping their distance
respectable as space is given
to those in most need!
VIRTUALIZATION NOW!
Enter any coffee shop-
keyboard monastics silent celled aloneness
one to a table,solitary coffee beside
None will speak except to barista
to fill their hermetic cup over
May as well be clones! Hobbit homes here
they render art irrelevant.Squat with laptop
until more digital children displace these homeless
plugged in autobots.They are not us-we analogues
in a digital world.Replicants! Reality is virtual 2/4 them
3D Avatars,4G phones ,icons of a Post-Armageddon age-
all they need is a power line to be online
Connection is everything!
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