Once a world away
Now just
a screen away
So many worlds
full of curls
My friend reminded me
that we are all looking
back toward deliverance
Yet most of us
have forgotten
the river is supreme
We don't even
understand
how we have evolved
from man into machine
Those dreams
of tightening rope
Squeezed so hard
by endless hope
I don't know how
the river flows
But I do know
it has a direction
Greater
then the delusion
of human erection
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