Virtual Realism

Jerry Wayne Lawrence

P.R.I.S.M. After P.R.I.S.M. All Is Digital.
Special Is The Wisdom That Keeps This Reality Maintained.
Unchained Imaginings Nonchalantly Here & There 2 A Most Melodious Common Cosmic Rhythm.
Hum, Harmonious, Of Electric Energies Supreme.
Scheme After Overly Interesting Scheme Of Numbers, Alphabets, & Shapes Combining & Separating On Behalf Of Shaping & Reshaping.
Thinking, I'm Thinking, Remembering: Starfox...Pixels...The Lawnmower Man.
Man 'O Man 'O Man, This Zone Is A Trip.
Blip, Blip, Blip. 2 B Heard As My Mind Is Awash With Nu Images. "Interface." Admits A Godlike Voice That Perfectly Sets Me Inside This Virtual Realism.

  • Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
  • Visible: All lines
  • Finished: April 9th, 2023 13:00
  • Limit: 15 stanzas
  • Invited: Public (any user can participate)
  • Comment from author about the poem: Have Fun, Fellow Poetz.
  • Category: Fantasy
  • Views: 3

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