Meet Disconnect
The streets all meet and disconnect
Veiled by digital elliptic omnipresent eyes
Rustling crackle of dry sheets city ablaze with tombs
Pentagram mirrors drawing crowds to crucifix skyscraper idols
Skeletal emojis appear goo goo faces melt into gas lights
Stretch out hands for sacrament of bread liver eating crows
Flocking violently clogging screens blocking heavens ceiling unscene
Glorious opposites of Obscene citizens of a darkness never right
Inner face where we race and wreck
The streets all meet and disconnect
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-05-08 at 12:37
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