I’m thinking the survival way is to be less interested
in what I don’t have to face personally; I imagine th’
distances spaced ‘tween me and a detached event,
but in clinical sense; angst fantasy - products made
in over-imaginative defence mechanisms demands;
its saying this is redundant - you can see there’s no
personal threat - nor do we need an internet access
to work it out - the event wasn’t even in your face
As an urbane opportunity brash of connectivity nor a
blasé latitude to play devil’s advocate freed of peers
acerbic critique; lacking net access isn’t th’ threat we
need protection against, its an occasion to be in awe
of; imagine the freedom inherent in that admission &
grieve your redefinition of this new-found liberty
© 9 April 2015, I. D. Carswell
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