Student Update 2006

They wear the albino serpent –
With its forked tongue,
Split at their neck –
Spitting venom into their minds –
Or if not direct poison,
At least distraction away from civility.

Humanity has been cashed in for consumption.

Anxious and lonely,
Inhabitants of themselves –
Cocooned in the winter of their world…

Only awakened by the disco groove
Or ghetto ring of their cell phone –

“Hello.”
“Hey, Where are you?”