Are we baking under
florescent lights?
wasted
wasted away
to day-glo skeleton
colorized bones
sell me out
wake the dead police
they zombies
not for brains
for order
for order & honor & duty
I am hand shackled
to dying trees nobody sees
nobody care
those concrete monoliths now
steel framed
invincibly framed
stare down on high
from techno-heaven throne
where data goes
down
collected
know all
redact edit binge
the modem-brain-CPU
Casting long fiber-optic shadows
over ruined cities
over ruined heads
removed/euphoric
entitled
to grow under
artificial suns--
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