The Anti-Net

A poem possibly about indecision more than anything else.

I wish the home computer
Had never come along
With all its email, social networks
Everyone in everyone’s
False representations

Delusional heights once internal
Hung like laundry
For all and sundry
Flapping in the wind

Flags for the like, share
And comment minded
A place to plant
Ahh – so cute!
Sapling mirror trees
Faux branches of reality
Zeal to match religion’s
The manure
For sycophantic hymns
Sung so joyously

Give it hope
Give it recognition
Give it a million Christmases instantly!
The gift of validation

Alas!
Allegory of the Cave
Ignored eternally
The Information Highway
Fast
Truth too slow to grasp
Rundown

All that said . . .
Without those lines squiggly red
Alive and kicking
Under almost every word
Strike me down
Would never have known
So to prose would not be prone
Any hint of written prowess
Buried beneath a misspelled mess

Header image: Champ de blé 1881 Claude Monet. Born on 14 November 1840 to Louise Justine Aubrée Monet and Claude Adolphe Monet, he was baptized in the local parish church, Notre-Dame-de-Lorette as Oscar-Claude, though his parents called him only Oscar. Despite being baptized Catholic, Monet later became an atheist.

Thanks for reading 🙂

N. P. Ryan.