Monday, September 28, 2015

looking glass

tired
of tech
nology
trying
to move
my life

further
&
further
out/away
of/from
my body

we are
already
ghosts
in machines

empty eyes
spark nothing
reflect
artificial light

fingertips
in prolonged
death rattles

across all
these keys

relentlessly
throwing
ourselves
at the void

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