Digital.

Electric currents soon to power humanity.

No escaping the connection

The metal combustion

That's supposed to make us

capable

Capable of talking together, walking together,

Seeing each other, as if for the first time.

Your face behind the glossy screen,

So better then in the past.

Pixels seem to compliment your

Digitally sound laugh

The third dimension

Is supposedly so much better

I guess we've been living in 1-d

All together

I can see you, hear you, know you

Before you know me

Privacy is primitive

Thing of the past

Let our avatars hold hands

Around the globe

We're all typ-ty-touching.