In cyber web paradigms
Reverse engineers
The digital pages without burning
Tree skins /
The doors to red rooms
Price and auctioning
                   bargaining
Yodeling

Between the crevasses

Again gone after
A mind's blown my own
To finally have
Known

Bit /coin
The mountainous wealth
We face booked them

Sure, they gave a billion
To
Their own
Flash
mobs invested
Our empty pockets

Making rich those atop the pyramid

Inventor of a log / a  rhythm / rolling
One's and zero's

Now two / later three

Bytes the Nth
mega giga terra
meta zed
Physics bits
Your name is a coin
In VR

You
Plus infinite
***
Ads for the upper echelon
Another plane
Light'ning catches
Fire
The .com pheromone
The internet was made for
****...

Vendors selling airwaves
To the thirsty
Low on HP
Low T
And A's

Tag them in collars
Type-o
"******" say
"She's Cray Cray"
For you her boo

for French
Vuitton
Yves st. Laurent
Fashion
Bleed
Proud
For bags
"Be Prada"
Butch / queen /
Trans
Phat & devilish...

(Passionate for always shopping)

Hooked
Trending now
The acid rain...

And as a poet
like most addicts,
Not wit
Or swift to seeing
20/20
Foresight

To have not known
Our common logic gone lost
The white blinding
Not a light
Happy to pursue
Joyful is the chase
***** cash
Let's talk waste...

Poor

When it comes to
Fairness
Of all ours
Equal opportunities
Better that we should
Have
Known.

The irony,  its truth...

Possessions
Posing
When they had it all that time

"What's that?"
Nothing dears

It's not important,
it's only air
And water and land
Milk and honey
Money pit sink holes
And solar flares

Your home
Your soul
Su casa

"God did not
no such **** thing
He gave them ****!
They own not us
They own
Nothing!"

Says me maw
and heehaw
In their Caribbean spa....

Who dat in there?

The cyber wars
So long ago tomorrow's
Been won,
Big brother's page
Is chalk lines full
Of all our pictures
And conversations
radio static
Lo a rhythm of old
Dots and
Dashes
Sos

"God help them, mother /he said
If he gets angry so hot
Come from the Apple's
i Cloud
He might...holy
****
Aye caramba!"

The end

Will

Be it thunderous

Frozen still wide
Awoke
Now
That
        we let go  
(Not my humanity)
Instead rather
Of greed / malicious lust /
the listlessness

The hunger
Of mine mind mines
The business of
Heavy
A currency of make believe
The reality
That we slave...

We are forced
Of a kind
(Murderous words and fife)
Now out with "old hat"
A.i. Simon says
Like / share / post
Atomic

Advertise and
Purchase the cool whips
Addictions
IT gurl
“Everyone I’d doing ****”
Juke joints littered with points.
So...
Hip

Hops
As Pops chugs tin

"I think I can
I think I can -- Blogs"

A you tube channel for
All
Joses who can see

Jiggle jangling
Jugs
and tambourines
Shake it out
Walk it off

An de Le

i miss my space,
Something for Reals
Where I can place
The pieces of my life
The art I write
The movie of my reality tv

Lets kik it / lets snap chat

In my spoken word
Get to know
who I be

Hello my name is __

Poetry.
My Non-other
Me.