Rebirth

Monumental masses
loom large,
though melting,
as particles unglue.

Communities dissolve
under streams
of chilled apathy;
strangers.

The whole floats into pieces;
each family,
now their own town.

The pieces fragment;
each child to their own
TV, X-box, PC.

Human singles;
individually wrapped
in sterile isolation.

Silent mouths
find voice
in busy fingers
on clattering keys.

A community coalesces
not by family, town,
nation, or language,

but of minds;
of the bare grey-matter
where we are all uniquely
the same.

Down in flames;
up in glory.
Reborn.