... invisible internet zombie bots, crawl by, leaving virtual graffiti in random mixtures if languages... lavishes of random strings, urls that likely do nothing and go nowhere...internet plague fairies and ghosts...mindless. Forever zombies....visit my empty virtual property here, like an overgrown weedy lot , it trips passing ghost bots, shoots of color bright sprouts and shiny bits, memories of smiles and long gone days of youth, spun tales...wandering like a spent stream through my beautiful abandoned lot, wild like a meadow in the city
