Date: Mon, 8 Jul 1996 17:35:48
From: kerry miller
- I witness:
- a gentle loving topic shot down in sheerly random violence; the classic drive-by picking-off of an arbitrary target, the sudden thought-interrupting chatter of a rowdy Subscriber (who, of course, had disappeared into cyberspace before anyone noticed),
the text left lying limply on the screen.
- A crowd gathered, silently lurking,
- none daring to touch the topic to perform a rite of farewell, much less to raise a defiant fist or to resurrect the body of meaning.
As the last creative promise oozes bloodily into the gutter, I swear to erect a monument to failed communication.