Underneath the Shell

April 25, 2008

Yali Li

I had a dream when I was little
A man’s back was covered with a shell
I happened to lift it…
Hundreds of eyes were blinking
Each in its own way.


I learned HTML* when I was at school
It is a text supported by unseen codes
I clicked its sources…
A series of complicated codes hide behind
A simple change on the surface.


I have been watching humans
Every one is HTML and carries a shell
I feel nervous to lift or click…
How are the eyes blinking and codes composed
Under chameleonic shells and sanctimonious words?


*HyperText Markup Language