Mind/Machine

Dark–dwelling inside of your eyes
Cold and unfeeling disguise
Is this the way you decide
Our future?

Dark–just like your arrogant mind
Whirring like gears at the grind
Is this the way you decide
What we do here?

Break all of your wires and
Take all these desires you
Fight, holding to power but
I don’t need your vintage of

Hate–or is it just how you
Think? All your emotions
Erased as the machines have
Replaced your senses

Blank–nothing computes in your
Brain. What is there left here to
Say? You cannot process my
Way of dreaming

Wake–make your way back to a
Place we can recover this
Face you manufactured to
Save composure

Break all of your wires and
Take all these desires you
Fight, holding to power but
I don’t need your style of

Hate–or is it just how you
Think? All your emotions
Erased as the machines have
Replaced your senses

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For A Moment The World Does Not Exist

Float off inside the hum
Like a monotonous choir
Of a small mechanical device
Serenading me
I can feel at peace
As if the world does not exist
And I am not in it
But gone
Far away in some dimension
Where belonging is not a quest
And living is not a duty
For a moment I am unconcerned
With all the things that burdened these seconds
With life and love and sanctity
And I can just be
Me