This Digital Daydream

This digital daydream, maelstrom of bits,
What can its allure be?
'Tis a mere collage of words and images and numbers,
Yet it sometimes feels like... home.

Words are conveyed 'tween me and you
By sparking copper, shining light,
Perhaps the aether itself.

Transient pulses living nanosecond lives
Yet my words may live on and on,
Archived, disseminated, perhaps even transcribed
A strange mix of the fleeting and the neverending.

At times I think this daydream has a deeper meaning all its own
A sum greater than its parts
But then I awake,

Written June 1998?

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