X Marks the Spot
by Michael Doyle

So now, here it is, and seems
That in a community of dreams
X has come to mark the spot
Where the globe connects the dots

Of conversations that we field
Where no one really yields
But mingles outbursts of conversation
That bring fascination and aggravation

In an ongoing passion of clashing views
Where everyone lashes, and few pay the dues
Of knowing the instant of everyone's minds
Yet we're never quite sure what we will find

This world is one that nurtures commodity
Based on its roots and steeped in symbology
These are often chosen with a wolfish grin
As though a reminder of pride's original sin

It's a world of the maximally curious
In which every decision is made as if furious
Reinforced within the human definition of learning
In which the smallest detail is in the churning

Stomach acid that drenches corporation decisions
Because the smallest detail can bring derision
What is happening is a deeply sensed rebranding
That seems chaotic to those seeking understanding

To be part of what is happening and go beyond
Into a metaverse universe of grandmaster Elon
A closed bit of clatter in an artificial wall
Becomes the WeChat of community recalled

Throughout the world and filled with opportunity
For all to gather in the virtual realm of economy
Started by the same mind of Paypal's credibility
And it becomes dependent on everyone's ability

To see beyond the memes into the world of dreams
Wherever thing fits a bit better within the seams
It rests beyond a bridge past the cognitive dissonance
And into something that betters the resistance

Whisper has it that in its unlimited interactivity
There are signs pointing forward into creativity
That once unleashed, is more than vaporware's connection
And is the beginning of near-universal imagination

Joined together, this X becomes a global town square
In which the internet is remade with opportunistic flair
It is an unfinished business that thrives on inspiration
To drive past the point of success, leaving behind desperation

X is the symbol that invites all takers to rejuvenation
From a cycle of life and death and thriving on imagination
These are the memories that we cannot find a way to let go
In all the pleasures of giddiness which we already claim to know

The future of X reeks of a compelling sense of ambiguity
Into boundary-crushing extremes edging on perpetuity 
X is the certain cool that defies all rules of authority
Daring to dream itself past the ledges into the legendary

(c) July 26, 2023  Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved