We are on the outside
A collection of people
Friends, acquaintances, neighbors
Coworkers, family, strangers
The more we have
The more we are
Wrong.
It is not what we do
Not who we are
But who we will be
The void is the black hole
Of cyber space
The unimaginable pace
The place of no space
In an ever ending race
The chase- friends, followers, views
Likes, tweets- for what?
Written may 25th 2015