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.

yet
yet
yet
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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