Missing Links

T he year 2000 spotlit point
W here man's collective consciousness
I s spanned by artificial joint -
S tructured, time set. Nonetheless,
T here is no landmark to appoint.
I llusions pass, - untimely guess -
N othing is there to anoint,
G od crown, dreams bless, or fears confess.
S uch idle concepts disappoint,
K indle instability, distress,
E ngender, as their counterpoint
I mage “unknown at that address”.
N o hair divides the desert from the sown
S ave that between 'I occupy', 'I own'...

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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