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tuesday october 25
Trust me
in dreams I survive
the cataclysmic dangers
that arrive
and beset me on every
exposed side
I've been alive awhile
Life is static like
changing radio dials
When we thirst for dynamism
we go right back to
cataclysm
the evolution of my words
is theoretical meme
wanna learn the subtext of it soon
so I can control what you dream.
I called man the hybrid
of metal
The eyelid of water
the awake water
causing steps to stutter
they ask,
"But will he bactrack"
not in this
backstabbing nation
and this poet is just
the poem's means
of writing another poem.
