I have enough words to tell you I don’t have anything to say,
Not now and not ever again.
What’s the point?
What does it matter?
Does anyone actually value being literate,
Or is it merely a convenience?
Buried in megapixels,
Whored out for micro SDs,
If only you had a brain.
For the fact that change has occurred,
Life remains the same;
Yet because hardly anything is the same,
It’s only then we recognize there has been any change.
D I E