—they finally did it, the Luddites
They burned down the internet
It burned bright hues of orange, radiating upwards like wifi signal symbols
At hubs where the streams once converged
Servers smashed, crashed, melted down, trashed
It was catching (It Seoul it ran down the lines like bullet trains)
Spread IP address to address(Cmd: ipconfig and all the other tricks, useless to help)
Burned through people’s pockets, putting phone shaped holes in their trousers, so many now with the same rectangular burns on their thighs
So hot and bright, planes couldn’t see the ground. They had to crash land in the ocean
That place they had in Utah went up like a nuclear bomb
Even the reaches, where you think you’re safe. those tiny peninsulas,
You can see Armageddon burning on the horizon.
