Saturday 10 April 2010

Vox clamantis in deserto

With the single index finger you extinguish the chattering
community of demands and desire, you with the might of Nero
reduce all worlds to Ground Zero, as you click or touch a button
their very existence, their being caught in the light of the ceiling
is vanquished by the thunder that worries you to switch off,
the act of bravado of the last of the line of the Romanoff
before the Techno-Revolution when we will forever be turned on.

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