…so this is what happens
when words float around
in digital dreams
never lost
never dead
read only when
subversive themes
translate into memes that
can finally arrest
the swipe left
poetry
disintered when disinterest
reverses course
and
old bits of verse
fuse
with new logics
to reshape rhyme
and
replace old reason
yesterdays failed meter
is todays new treason
and
rhythm
is just a timed twitch
of a restless thumb
moonwalking
on a greasy screen