For an Audience of None

Writing to an audience of none.  

No one is there to read, no one is there to care.  

There is no need to censor because no one is there.  The words are wasted in time, their places plainly etched.

On the walls of the machines, made real only on screens, the messages get lost, mixed with more than everything.  Pictures, stories, words, friends, loves, loss, grief, pain.  

Welcome to this place, with the audience of none, where the endless data streams – on and on, for no one.