Saturday, 4 October 2014

The Deep Dark Web

Mankind’s mind the great frontier
About as wild as you can get
No longer clings to physical things
From covered wagon to stealthy jet

A catacomb of changing routes
Spinning wheels of datapoints
White horses surfing radio waves
A quantum string of rein disjoints

All once held views now up for grabs
Forming queues of disappearance
Your bygone age now just a readers page
No thing survives just perseverance

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