It's A Foregone Conclusion Poem by Patti Masterman

It's A Foregone Conclusion



It's a foregone conclusion, a mental contusion:
My web presence will live on without me,
All of my websites suspended in air;
Balanced on airwaves, even when I'm not there-

It will seem I'm eternal, and no one knows where,
With sparks of electricity forming my lair-
Even when my skull and my bones are quite bare-
My virtual self just goes on living.

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