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15 March 2018 09:33 PM ​ In everything there appears to be a pure crystalline form Chiseled, clear cut, categorised Perfectly defined We're one touch away from knowing everything and nothing all at once Machines of habit We're predictable, we're sequences and probabilities on a screen Craving what we don't have and ignoring that we do Seeing what's directly in sight and dismissing the depth Imaging intangible possibilities yet living them through a screen We know and don't care We have arduously laboured over assembling a fortress in protection from fluctuation that we have unwittingly forged a cage Lit by screens Ruled by 'don't's Deviation from living to halt death Abruptly it did come, now slow does it wait A blessing perhaps but for the dying, a curse We uncover love so easily, so readily and yet we lose touch of it so fast, despite our ever growing connections We have knowledge We have our memories to scroll through We have lives to read about We have inspiration upon every touch We have it all a second away Yet we spend our lives whiling away In situ Constantly buffering k.g.
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Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
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15 March 2018 09:33 PM ​ In everything there appears to be a pure crystalline form Chiseled, clear cut, categorised Perfectly defined We're one touch away from knowing everything and nothing all at once Machines of habit We're predictable, we're sequences and probabilities on a screen Craving what we don't have and ignoring that we do Seeing what's directly in sight and dismissing the depth Imaging intangible possibilities yet living them through a screen We know and don't care We have arduously laboured over assembling a fortress in protection from fluctuation that we have unwittingly forged a cage Lit by screens Ruled by 'don't's Deviation from living to halt death Abruptly it did come, now slow does it wait A blessing perhaps but for the dying, a curse We uncover love so easily, so readily and yet we lose touch of it so fast, despite our ever growing connections We have knowledge We have our memories to scroll through We have lives to read about We have inspiration upon every touch We have it all a second away Yet we spend our lives whiling away In situ Constantly buffering k.g.
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#machines#technology#society#modern#day#world#ignorance
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poetryforkats
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Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
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