Digital Rush Hour



In the digital rush hour
faces are listed
books of sorrow
Alone in coffin
comments
Flowers are
lost sonnets 
eaten by bitter
monologues
lost in nameless
dialogues 

Learning the digital braille
Before 
kissing the earth
to hell
Moaning and groaning 
Giving birth to matrix
cloning
Alive and well
as empty slaves
in digital graves
We learn the games 
in simulated heaven
Floating on wings of the 
misled raven 

Living in a glass 
tube
Learning more from the 
instant porn
because it’s 
biology mixed with
modern society

But we fell from grace
Leaving us crazy 
lazy 
suicidal screens
We’re hundred ten 
before 
we're born
Inside and out
torn
Outside to in
the matrix umbilical
sin

cut

The world’s undone
The fastest laser
In the west 
with such
Digital finesse 

But still failed

the fucking

test

CAL dd 13/03/2015



5 comments:

  1. Congrats Cal, I am so pleased you have come this far. Your poetry and soul deserve all the recognition there is. Well done.

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  3. speaks volumes of the digital landscape we traverse day and night sometimes without sleep so we don't miss the phoned in lover's heartbeat.
    i'm very happy you are doing what i haven't had the courage to do.

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  4. Thanks my friend.. Hope to always be there for you
    CAL

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