Crazy time.
Scrambled
minds.
Puréed,
minced.
Tangled
wires
crossed.
Crossed
by input.
Excessive
input.
Technology
approaches.
Speeding
head on.
Never ending
accelerating
flow.
Not
designed,
prepared
for such
assault,
onslaught.
Unrelenting
attack,
turmoil.
Mind
breached,
unprepared.
Turbulence.
Embedded
deep.
Subconscious
pierced.
Jumbled.
On the
horizon,
new world
arises.
Unprepared.
How to
cope?
No reference.
No guard
rails!
What may
come?
No one
knows!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
errible lost and disturbed feelings perfectly described and felt.