Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Google is God, wired up
to a brazillion humming servers
hooked in series out to Centauri.
The New Cybernauts drift past,
pirouetting, tumbling toward
the Big Cosmic Screen at the
end of the Yellow Brick Cable,
back to the old Garden patio
full of snakes, and . . .

Sorry, wandered off there . . .

Google the gods of cybernauts past, clenched between the teeth of spells that were cast....there I said it....

Shame on u.?..