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Words withdrawn,

too difficult to utter.

We immerse ourselves in seas of frequencies not understood,

mis-interpreted, mis-used.


On-line segregation ensues. 


Our intentions unknowingly communicated in silence,

subtle images suggesting a desire to disconnect.


Our tongues devolve,

regressing from thought.


Cyclical behaviour has missed a curve.

An emergent trait has seeded, 

pollenating the suffocating rag weed of isolation and assimilation.  


Headlong to disaster we forge,

in silence we will expire.

A meek pathetic surrender and defeat.


A once raging fire of intellect,

snuffed out, deprived of its own oxygen.

Afraid of its potential.


Afraid to love, afraid to share.



Communicationsocial mediathe art of converse

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Wolfgar Miere

Sun 17th Jan 2016 17:15

Thanks to both of you, always grateful for your comments.


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Vicki Ayers

Sun 17th Jan 2016 16:31

Wow - it is indeed powerful words you utter Wolfie! I've read it now 4 times - each time a different line stands out, but for me the last 4 are the killers - perfectly summing it all up.

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Martin Elder

Sun 17th Jan 2016 16:21

Powerful stuff here. I keep reading it over again to more fully appreciate all that's here.

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