The blogger sat before his screen
Pressing his fingers 'pon the keys
Eyes staring back towards the sheen
Familiar stiffness in his knees
By moonless night he saw himself
Glasses reflecting man-made light
Books stretched behind him 'pon the shelf
Twink-twinkling stars, thin halos bright
Floating about through bits and bytes
As neurons 'lectric pulses shot
Red sparks burst into boundless lights
'long wires, twisting, burning hot
He could not feel his back upright
Nor hear the beating in his chest
His wireless mind saw sight 'pon sight
And data points did swift digest
Each word he formed drifted through space
Networking ev'ry flitting thought
White narrow beam lit faceless face
As curious new signals wrought
Beeps sounded from the motherboard
Seat empty basked in flickering gleam
Lines flowing forth would stay unheard
For none could hear the soundless scream
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of a son
Outstanding. You should publish a collection of your poems.
Esor
That title caught my eye 🙂
I hope it was worth it for you 😉
It was a good read for sure 🙂