Infinite Domain - Poem by Patti Masterman
The Internet's in my blood now:
Full blown, incessantly flowing
I used to be terrified of computers-
Always messed everything up; lost the cursor;
Lost my files, to the god of 0's and 1's
And now, the packets stream continuously
Into my open mouthed cache
When the system breaks down
I dream restlessly of keyboards..
Monitors I try to flesh out in my dreams
And telepathy works in virtual reality
There is no difference at all-
Awareness is awareness, whether
Someone is local,
Or lost in the infinite domain
At some imaginary address:
Just give the psyche a point to aim at
And it fires away, never missing;
A two-way radio telescope,
Never wondering why it should be able to.
Everything is just an extension
Of what we are, and what we do down here.
I think that's the lesson
I think I've learned it well enough:
The human being has always been
Hard wired for wireless.
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