Lawrence Hall
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The InterGossip has Winked Out, and Now Life Has No
Meaning
The InterGossip is out,
and so I quest
Among little plastic boxes
that light up
As a coded series of spiky
blue lamps
That might be signaling to
other worlds
Cutting the power in turn
to all the parts
Poking the innards with a
paper clip
Like an archaeologist
digging for truth
For the Ark of the
Contract, or for the Grail
The InterGossip is found,
and so I rest
In electric repose in this
fallen screen
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