internal bleeding
you can’t make this shit up
but then again you usually do
imitating the imaginary world
rotating all around
from top to bottom & side to side
leaving it like a pig sty
after saying she used to be
a paradise
when I see it
I’ll bloody fucking believe it
the inner workings eventually
have a mind of their own
and you’re forced to deal
with its consequences
becoming nothing more
than a ransom maker
the one who controls all
things mental & digital
who may very well be the last
virtual person
you’ll ever encounter
april two thousand twenty-one
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