Crazy Time

John Prophet

Crazy time.
Scrambled
minds.
Puréed,
minced.
Tangled
wires
crossed.
Crossed
by input.
Excessive
input.
Technology
approaches.
Speeding
head on.
Never ending
accelerating
flow.
Not
designed,
prepared
for such
assault,
onslaught.
Unrelenting
attack,
turmoil.
Mind
breached,
unprepared.
Turbulence.
Embedded
deep.
Subconscious
pierced.
Jumbled.
On the
horizon,
new world
arises.
Unprepared.
How to
cope?
No reference.
No guard
rails!
What may
come?
No one
knows!

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 13th, 2023 20:35
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • 2781

    ...and swore by him that lives for ever that it shall be for a time, time's and a half; and when he shall have accomplished to scatter the power of the holy people, all these things shall be finished.

    • John Prophet

      Thank you for reading.
      JP

    • L. B. Mek

      'Crazy time.
      Scrambled
      minds.
      Puréed,
      minced.'
      this hit home, I so agree
      Puréed, indeed
      great wording dear Poet
      thank you!

    • Goldfinch60

      We can but hope John.

      Andy



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