high functioning sleepwalkers
compare digital genocides
in the meat time
in the meat time
of the clockless bodega run
the end is / was nigh
says the placard
cardboard & mouldy
a wall now
in the ripstop terraces
of rain dog row
echo chamber
black mirror
pop tarts
drive bot traffic
in an ego sheen
& suits are still suits
honking gak for soul
in compounds now
where a penthouse
used to do
& consultants
drill tech bods
on pocket army
loyalty credit
in the
beanbag boardroom
sunset sim
