Sketches - 26 (September 13th, 2014)

24.

Dear Technology,

          I will hijack and ride

          your invisible inevitable paths and

          long undefined fingers

          unto both of our ends.

It all started with

pen on paper as my

back was up against

a wretched wheel.

            I have the ability

            to cast myself free

            of your crystalline

            digitized vortex

            and slavery suck hole

                                 treat.

And I leap up from it

to sing myself hoarse

in an attempt

to urge others to

           do the same.

              

(September 13th, 2014)

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