and could not believe my eyes;
did he, could he, predict a time
when you could not, would not
be in the moment of your own thoughts?
Now, the Facebook of movements
births quirk and savvy... hey I'm adaptable,
did he study Ericsson?
And then a moment of humor
was lost to a foreign homepage
that took days to download...
Frustrated, I thought, I'll go to
tweets on twitter;
as the trump feed of a brain fart.
Now, if everything has to be captured
in a shuttering speed...
I'm done...
Friendship is worth more
than the parabolic permutations
of a bitwise life of shocking snickers.
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