Transcorporeal
A Poem
Electric rocks hallucinating in vain
To further the destruction of the primate brain
The veils of reality being burned
To turn the world into a paradise of false profits
All exchange coerced
A postlapsarian divide
Black holes of collective madness
Surrounding our days in a haze of discontent
Vampires of the soul are in control
As we stroll ever nearer to the precipice of freedom
Yet, we hold ourselves back
As we stare into the abyss of Sisyphus
Asleep to the reality
That all is temporary
We are but passengers in this world
Pretending to be separate
Yet, we absorb all that surrounds us
Schrödinger’s society of advanced savagery
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