Revised sonnet #1425B
You feel the hollowness if glad if sad
Your soul on slant to parasite the beast
Your paradise is off a bit you had
It moves you sobbing south north west and east
Theres scale in difference if fast if feast
Your matryoshka installed selves strip or add
As avatars act liner last is least
In onion skin type screens theyre clad and clad
Your sudden mental memes appear your own
You guess the bad ones rare explain all real
You favour entropy in front of cosmic wheel
They come and go except if overblown
Your paradise or whiskey beer or wine
Is rotted stuff its fungus cuts it fine
Chorus wine wijn wino