Overwhelming evidence suggests
We are no longer in the truth
Messages we receive
No longer from a voice of reason,
But instead the voice of treason
Set upon the stage so signed
In passwords and avatars
And like counts held high.
No longer is the news set straight,
Lies compounding lies
That echo in the mouths of trustworthy
Trying to think for themselves.
How can one, so misguided, so led false
Learn to find our truths?
How do we decipher them
From that abundant robot spam.
Tag: receive
Telegraphy (day 2950)
I found you in the golden era of telegraphy
Long you swept, hard you clicked
We always, forever, kept quite a line
That bounced us as if ever worn
Ever tried, ever sent and ever received.
I waited, listened, you spoke and I heard
We danced to the tune of crispy crackles
Little quips
And we never closed our doors
For we heard, and that was enough.