Alternative Reality

We’ve formed-
a rift-
a societal drift-
blinded by noise-
through which we must sift,
to which we must fit,
on which we affix.

Storms, chaos-
crimes, screams-
don’t bother us none,
we’re here-
in our screens.

The Digital World-
c’mon Eve take a byte,
stare into your lap-
at man’s Creation of light.

In the beginning…-
some said it was nonsense,
but wait ‘til day two-
when we create Conscience.

We’ve replaced our monogamy-
with ill-gotten autonomy,
our cur-sed [/kɝ/ /sed/] Creation-
a universal fixation.