NICE POST
I comment with this

our thoughts about the past are crashing
when it appears to my surface instantly
because my boat screens have been developed
in order to get the stern wind that might come to push the ark to the middle of the ocean.
When the ghost of the sea starts to wake up
dive virus in algorithm
combing every niche of technology
replace me that crashed
fall in a gadget embrace
lulled with finger and thumb movements
scoop up and spread the news of suffering
scattered all over