The ace of space


I travel trough an electronic maze,
a digital futuristic enormous place.

We all know it as "the cyberspace".

Information are the things that I chase.

I'm all hooked up on this craze,
my technological and virtual embrace.

Reality to me is an unknown daze.

I'm of the new and computerised race,
a being without any human trace.

Living at Homo Digitalis pace,
without any of reality's grace.

© Boa Berg
2004-12-07
21:21




Poetry by Boa Berg
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Written on 2005-08-03 at 08:20

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
an overwhelming sense of loneliness strikes me with your words... the cyberspace age though not wholly fulfilling i say is better than no contact whatsoever... i guess thats the point you try to get across with this... its like a double-edged reality... for my part, without it, id have a hard time to keep an anchor on things... but at the same time, i feel the sadness that things have come to be this way for me... thats my personal experience and i think thats what you convey in your poem... maybe not exactly to the same extent as my experience but its familiar just the same... it reaches me... i liked "Homo Digitalis" term you used... very good poem... thanks for sharing :)

later...xx
2005-08-03


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
computers though are reality for most in this day and age - we as humans leave our trace! here we are.
2005-08-03