A world of websites,
Biding until you enter in,
To windows flush past stoic links,
To easing shapes in warming light,
Great gradients!
Great lines understated,
Great logos, symbols, tactile sights,
This world so rich in meaning,
Rich in time and care and skill,
A world I knew but never in this sight.

Words are falling out,
Tumbled down and found,
Neatly in long rows encrusted,
Creaking at the cringing edges,
And with a little give they are pushed into place,
Snap.