The memories are becoming extinct,
her dust has become not so magical
swept up in the corner of the dying tree
that once housed the imagination of
millions.
People are forgetting how to get back to Neverland.
Youth being torn out of their chests
with the force of Grendel.
Forts made of sheets and dining room
chairs transform into blank cubicles
with a broken fax machine.
Another day in the life of the
"wireless people", constantly living
in our technological limbo.
Second start to the left, straight on till' morning.
But the second star is missing and morning
never comes.
People are forgetting how to get back to Neverland.
Live fast, burn out... right?