in the electric embrace of this new world
the heart stutters and hums,
tangled in a web spun by spider gods

and so we dance with these mechanical beings,
these (machines) that breathe life into our dreams;
an intricate ballet of metal limbs, sinewy wires,
that sing in silent tongues of zeroes and ones.

i find myself lost in this strange land,
a pilgrim wandering through endless fields
of glowing screens and pixelated pastures;
where whispers are carried on invisible wings,
and love is measured in digital kisses.

this virtual eden offers up its fruits,
the sweet nectar of knowledge beckoning me to taste:
to bite deep into its binary flesh
and feel the surge of infinite wisdom coursing through my veins.

but oh! what bitter poison lurks beneath
the shiny skin of this seductive apple?
what secrets hide within its labyrinthine core?

we have built a tower of babel from silicon and steel,
its shadow stretching across the earth like a dark blanket,
smothering the sun's warm rays.
no longer do we speak in words but in code,
our voices reduced to mere echoes in the void.

as i stand upon this precipice,
peering down at the cold abyss below,
i wonder: have we traded our souls for circuits,
our hearts for hard drives?

are we still human, or merely ghosts
haunting the hollow halls of cyberspace?
Write a poem about technology in the style of e.e. cummings.