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The internet does not even scratch my life
but the slate of my life cynically records
the width and the span of my life's fabric.
​I macerate in life's water by immersion. 

I have no interest in apps
or in being an internet pawn.

​While others goggle
over a picture of rising steam
or marvel at the photogenic qualities
of a pixelated steaming cup 
I prefer to  smell my coffee 
in real time

If I want something I'll not be not side-tracked
by a deceitful web trying to push tat
I patently neither need nor want.  ​

I am also inured of the web's churning  algorithms: 
and declare myself ... Origin of my Species
Off-Grid Floating Cave-Man
​Gaia my god.  The natural world my mentor
  my man-cave my means of escape 
​to a reality far away from 'new' normal  ​

​​​© MMXXIV

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ex salice ortus sum