We are all like Google glass
sitting here on our ass
looking out from behind,
wondering what we can find

[how can you claim to know a person’s mind?]

we read novels to relate:
is it choice or is it fate?
how do they feel and can we feel, too?
and there but for the grace of god,
or good for him or her (applaud);

[we feel, removed, the turning of the screw.]

Yahoo! We suck the “news” with straws
double-mango massacres
and suicide-sprinkled chocolate mint
and worst-dressed on the blood-red carpet.

The fallout happened long ago …

[…do we really care where the plane crash-landed?]



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