The Recurring Disenchantments of the Virtual Anomalies

During my time there, I witnessed the virtual anomalies that would squat among the thickets of the bush, binding themselves to the phantom appendages of deficient passersby.

The hosts were usually of a vacuous effusion, leaving the vectors unfulfilled and disillusioned under the mirage of love's embrace.

All the while I watched, from the shade, in quiet ambivalence.

Some creatures never learn.