Words Have No Magnitude

Falling on ears that could never hear
Not even from birth;
Falling on eyes that never knew sight.

Guttenberg's words were gravid as rocky crag,
Laboring a rock slide.
But words in this new world carry weightlessness,
Impressing nothing nor no one.

Rapid
Vapid
Pixelation:
Digital
Representation
Of
Poetry
Of
Life
Of
Thought

Paper shaped our world in ways
The screen you see now
Will never.

In fact,
No matter how passionately I hit these keys
On this keyboard
The impact is the same,
Homogenized
Sterile
Fonts on blog.

Some fuckhead in Japan
Thinking he is Wordsworth rebirth like
Guttenberg meets Hindenberg:
Waking up this digital Earth,
Beating his typewriter
Like a drummer,
In vain.