Tragic
how few people
appreciate the artistry,
the interplay
of text and tags,
cascades of style,
magical bags
of JavaScript,
images, frames,
embedded media,
all meshed together
in a mad science rush
of source code.
115/365
Tragic
how few people
appreciate the artistry,
the interplay
of text and tags,
cascades of style,
magical bags
of JavaScript,
images, frames,
embedded media,
all meshed together
in a mad science rush
of source code.
115/365
A version of this poem first appeared on Bluesky. Whispered into the acoustic sensors of the sleeping dreaming android, it prompted the electric sheep to generate one more tomorrow…