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