ADMIN studied the ramparts
past the banks of the DMZ,
blazing fighters glide by
whizzing on through @ FTL
crisply > disintegrating
colliding with firewalls
unable to | and multiply.

USER glanced at the infantry
spilling from the trojan wyrm,
these characters that smile
and laugh in familar tongues
carrying promises of wealth
and unfathomable mirth--or
just passing by these streets
to speak with friendly subjects.
Inside the walls, but unarmed?

Blessed warez one touch away.
Tidings for the curious.
Tidings for the careless.

Two Ids in guarded paradise;
one choice betrays them both.

02/01/2004

Posted on 02/01/2004
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