Not the usual routine(Poem)

From 6:03 pm
a temperature inversion
began in the heart-o-sphere.

at 6:06 pm
I left the tribal island
of mine
full of tangled spiderwebs
and half-ass pencils.

6:07 pm —
Called the electrons
to give life to one-plus tv
and catch up the social realism
and reflect on my poor idealism
with begging eyes.

6:08 pm —
pressed the electronic peanuts
to catch god frequencies
that can illumine the wasted moods.

nothing comes close
to the good old
sun, air, and musical silence of detox tea cups.

6:13 pm —
I resign and regret.

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