We all do it.
Videos.
Either it's massive *** organs and bad acting
to hilarious music.
Or it's baby armadillos being tickled.
For me today, it was the glossy pages
Of National Geographic
depicting beautiful, fragile ocean life.
Everything was as it should be in the tiny reserves.
Or was it? Doublethink asked.
Were there really no plastic bags floating by?
The miracle of life
Is so addictive.
But the synthetic version,
In two dimensions on your screen
Or the shiny pages of my magazine
Is no replacement
For the intimacy, reality, or
beauty
that overcomes
without filters.
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 9:46 PM UTC
We all do it.
Videos.
Either it's massive *** organs and bad acting
to hilarious music.
Or it's baby armadillos being tickled.
For me today, it was the glossy pages
Of National Geographic
depicting beautiful, fragile ocean life.
Everything was as it should be in the tiny reserves.
Or was it? Doublethink asked.
Were there really no plastic bags floating by?
The miracle of life
Is so addictive.
But the synthetic version,
In two dimensions on your screen
Or the shiny pages of my magazine
Is no replacement
For the intimacy, reality, or
beauty
that overcomes
without filters.