The Internet
(Poetry) "Outside, the world heaves as our bodies slouch and groan."
You think this device is a portal to the whole world, a window to the unknown. You create a ghost and send them into the machine. Outside, the world heaves as our bodies slouch and groan. The holes in the world grow wide— tectonic eruption! Crack and slide. You think you have bridged the tenth dimension? Just remember you can come back! The door is always open to the feeling world. Open your eyes. Your heart can open itself. You can stare into the soul of another human being, universes collide.