O Romeo; O Romeo
Wherefore art thou smitten?
Drained in the net of Juliet
Before I was thy kitten
O Romeo; O Romeo
I haven’t said wherefore
I curbed your siege of loving terms
And let love with you brawl
Continue readingO Romeo; O Romeo
Wherefore art thou smitten?
Drained in the net of Juliet
Before I was thy kitten
O Romeo; O Romeo
I haven’t said wherefore
I curbed your siege of loving terms
And let love with you brawl
Continue readingFor Shelley
I met a traveller from a digital land
Who said: “Two vast and wireless screens and phones,
Stand in some memories. Near them, on discarded toilet rolls,
Spread out, a printed message lies, with fonts
So micro soft, and typefaces for command prompts,
Tell that its printer well that software read
Which yet survive, stamped on these paper sheets,
The ink that stained them and lines that smudged
And on the strips of rolls, it can be read:
‘My name is Intermandias,
Look on my works, ye ancients, and despair!’
Nothing online remains. Round the decay
Of this obsolete tech, boundless and rich
The lone and loving souls stretch far away.”
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