by the end
one loses their sight
their hearing
their taste
their sense of smell
even their sense of touch
they have been Merged
thoughts not your own come in you
which you hope go in one neuron and out and out!
there is no headset
you can remove
their ideas come in you as your own
you are told
that since birth
they came a' calling
with apparatus
yes
apparatus, they graph
that fed you and fed you
you were a pig
lapping up
our chatter
you presumed was your own
every thought you had was guided
Have you ever had a thought that was ,just your own?
our thoughts were laid upon you
your responses
recorded
in kind
we made movies for our Rainy day children
we made books
music
which we can now turn against you
in dreams
in dreams
we know all that is inside
you
we can scare you out of
mind
-2025
how mean I get being around others
how much double think I must do
knowing
every thought
every memory
is
broadcast
If I see
a person
and have an automatic response
"gee,she looks older than I remember..."
if I notice
any imperfection
in another
if I
detect
a nuance of falsity in their
words
.....
only those" apped"
know
why
a
noticed hair out of place on
a loved one's head
brings one's
mind
back
to suicide
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