Strings

From soul, shout out strings of emotion

Plucked on the great nothing, of everyone connected

In a mountainous web, each lie a node, that nods to the next,

That takes its turn to strut, and that lie becomes,

The next, and so on, as if the internet had been stacked up

Sleight wink, steals joy from my heart, my own delusions discover

Lies to uncover, illusion just; someone else to pick on