Poem: Repeat

I didn’t expect to be listening to Moby in 2022. But then again, when I was listening to Moby in 1999, I probably didn’t quite imagine being alive still 23 years on.

So much was happening. And not much of it was good. And then there was the first real threat of the end of the world. The computers were going to turn off and we wouldn’t be able to fill up …