floating on waves of EMF
through byzantine canyons of silicon
data streams glowing in T1 lines
packets of thought sidle slyly through
the dim side alleys of the
information superhighway
ftp veronica world wide web
sticky threads of thought forms conduct
quanta of energy and hope
side by side we navigate this boundless sea
lost in a tempest of photons vortexing inward
to an unknown nexus at the heart of space
through a wormhole of blinding light we blaze
then out into a calm bywater of serenity
we tarry awhile on a twisted pair
then back in familiar territory
we relax and let go of anxiety
we trust once more
we have come home
Robbie Hatley, Friday March 20, 1998