Post-Connection

Complexity unraveled like a long tangled thread
tediously
patterns emerge
are we really all just bad copies
If you copy the Mona Lisa is it art?
of eachother and ourselves even-
scars make us grow like bonsai
dwarved in these hollow rooms we call homes.
who gets enough sun these days anyways?
musings or complaints.

we can look forward to an increasing number of connections
and more choices
even if they are similar
and more television programming
even if nothing is on anyways
there will always be commercials
to energize our eyes