27/5/2010

Written 4 years ago – sad bit is, not much has changed…

Filed under: — Bravus @ 9:34 pm

There’s something I need to try to write
Alone here in the middle evening
Melodic death whispering and growling
Stuck in my familiar, futile round

I click the same four bookmarks
Repeatedly, incessantly, in silent
Boredom/fascination, and increasing speed
Stuck, trapped, locked in the iteration

The William Gibson Board
The Adventist forum
Salon.com
Gmail

Sometimes for variety
My blog, Homestarrunner
Alien Loves Predator
Penny Arcade and Loud

I should stop, go home, do something
Produce, commit, explore
Become fecund, productive
Or speak to a human

But something keeps me clicking, looking
Reading, waiting, watching
Come on, dammit, people
I need stimulation

The freaking web is damn near
Infinite, so why
This narrow, circumscribed
Orbit/gravity well?

No real concept, except
That these sites feel like home
Their denizens my friends
Or, at least, convenient strangers

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