i’d walk across the longest bridge for annie,

she’s beautiful as flowers in the spring;

and oh, t’were she my love, my sweet blue annie —

i’d introduce myself, and everything

beliefs define the limits of our minds
and everybody has them; even if
they think themselves beyond such ancient things,
as dwellers among well-established fact

this privileged position isn’t one
of argument, or even working thought;
it merely is asserted and affirmed
by others of like mind, who then are done

so who are they among us who don’t know
they have beliefs, like everybody else?
they’ve either no perspective, or they are
so fattened up with hubris they are blind

the poles of ignorance and arrogance
that do not know they turn around beliefs

lines are down
they must be
she’s not answering —

the internet’s blown up
and gone away

it’s aliens
destroying
infrastructure

well, we all had to know
there’d come a day…

but still
there is a mystery
in her silence

a riddle that i have not
yet unlocked

technology that breaks when
it’s most needed

it’s almost like my calls are being

blocked