an xcellent blue orange and happily <br />discover we both suffer from <br /> <br />i disease but what is it really? <br />what brought it on? could it be we spend <br />too much time with computers? <br /> <br />did aliens abduct us (again) transplant <br />special vision? did we forget our minds <br />ears and hearts? is society under <br /> <br />a mass hallucination or addiction to <br />pleasures of the i? are terrorists polluting <br />our air because they know the enemy <br /> <br />must eventually wake up? some days <br />are harder than others some days oozing <br />mucus glues our i shut <br /> <br />other days needles prick our pupils <br /> when we feel filings from steel mines <br />lodged between lid and cornea <br /> <br />no amount of i wash can rinse away <br />the grit and grind what is this and why? <br />my i wants to know is it karma <br /> <br />or culture? is it contagious or coincidence? <br />i disease knows no social political religious <br />or economic boundary so watch out <br /> <br />it may invade improve your illusions <br />and reduce insight to the universal way <br />things work when youre not looking<br /><br />Stephen Roxborough<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-lazy-afternoon-we-share/
