Completely turned around
I blame the tech. Always. Not
Convenient consciousness from
Me. Why couldn’t I be at this desk,
80 years ago. I could walk out,
Nothing following me. Human,
Actually. No tie, no charge —
No update needed for state.
Fiery only from circuits in. Rain
Begins interlude, tell knives the find
Block. Cord cut. Took 2 long.
No language, only codes, barred.
Plague sick still..
Revolving in preprogrammed will.