The cars zoom by
The people moving so quick
That their candles don't even have timeĀ
To ignight.
The internet exploding with
The dark edges coming closer.
The walls are all falling
Showing old skeletons
That weren't meant to be seen
By the light of day.
Yet i stand still
Watching the old man
In that cloak o'er yonder
Crossing the street.
The pocket watch
In hand glimmers
With delight at me
Like the sun in an olde cartoon
With the smiling, dancing sun.
I am lost
In all this chaos
So is Ma'at
She drowned so long ago
Once upon a time
In the fabled land of myth
But soon this new thing
This laptop that i type away on
Shall be the new thing of lore
To befall in humanity
Lost like me.
Nobody can see me
I but just a blur
A figment of imagination
Something that was just a trick
of the looking Eye
Misseeing me.
I am not real,
After all.
I don't exist
The computer cannot find me
So i must not be real
For the internet tells the truth and
Only the truth
for Context is All.
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