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technology detox

{One day we may all vomit from anxiety {Spewing goo until only soft dew protrudes from the lips {Painting unfortunate hues on the tips of shoes {Periodic spasms jolt the bodies of deprived addicts Wealth secures the luxury of machinery DVDs sell on black markets like vials of heroin Desperate exploration hastens the birth of … Continue reading

Burnout II

Image by Eric McCarty When the flame within is thinning One wonders “What do I have left?” In moments of doubt, clouds hide our prideful beginnings It becomes easy to look down where ground disguises death The heat from the meat of one’s soul becomes cold One wallows in thoughts of failure Telling oneself – … Continue reading