Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)
E P I L O G U E... - Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)
E P I L O G U E...
An eerie silence in th' room, this evening,
the writer on th' keyboards' eye is sweeping
malignance painted in grim cyber-scape,
a canvass true wordsmiths deem disgrace.
Site negligence conjurs up 'cyber stalking',
spewing knowledge, carnal...filthy talking-
in lieu of words gold and pure......erudite;
Seen enough, time to sleep, close th' night.
Frank J. Ryan, Jr.
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