Monday, 19 March 2012

The Webmaster Sleeps


and so the webmaster slept
dreaming of nested tables
in a whirlpool of jpegs
his gifs weren't interlaced
there was no longer any sense
in ordered lists
fonts changed size
headings failed to stack
dead links
spewed 404s
his body
was unsafe color
the clock ticked on
the alarm didn't sound
the sun shone through a window
hus style sheets fell off
and so he awoke

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 18th March 2004


2004 Soundeye (Internet)

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