What We Do To The Web
our fight against everything
is a battle against
another bad dream,
the imagined foe
whose shoes we fill.
"what we do
to the web
we do to
ourselves."
We are all one,
a singularity
inexplicably
split into a multitude
of minor madnesses,
hell-bent
on destroying
our enemy;
ourselves.
- kpr2 08/28/2024 2:04am CT
This poem is about:
Our world