January 14,2006
Tomorrow? Wolves will hunt with wolves,
but we will have lost ourselves to bitter code—
to bits, bites and megabites.Lone bits, lonely bites,
even in the most crowded of cities we will feel most lost,
most alone, most afraid, and constrained amidst vast numbers,
more alone than Crusoe even walking along unpopulated shores.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem