their bubble of shared opinion
shielded them from the noise outside.
someone had read something somewhere
and almost impossibly so had another
and so the idea remained undisputed by the others.
their words would overlap whilst they nodded in consideration
offering a kind of preemptive agreement.
it all made sense
as though they knew this already.
the devil’s advocate took notes and conceded
later she would look for more information
but all she would find is affirmation.
the drug and drive of a lost generation.
overwhelmed by overpopulation
networks had helped to make the world seem smaller.
gifted with significance they could find someone who agreed
they existed in the vastness
in technology as in nature