VACUUM PACT

When you live in a vacuum, you have a lot
of extra room. It’s like you’re single-handedly
bringing back the lost sonar language of dolphins and whales, gone the way of the power boat.
It’s like the whole dominion over heaven and earth
thing, but reduced to a convenient palm-pilot form.
It’s like call and answer, but you’re always on hold.
It’s like you already said what I was just saying,
and any room for disagreement was decommissioned.
It’s like they say, you can never go home again,
but here I am.