5 May 2012
Cough up a lung and deliver a flower, Parasites naturally cling to their host. Lost lovers linger and stretch out the hour Docile machines swing their arms back and forth.
Classified, sorted, divided and labelled. Two's complement me, flattering bits. Kings are dethroned and forced into exile. Annoying, irrelevant search engine hits.
The possible limits are only within us, We augment our perception with digital tools. Conflict of mineral interest reminders, Sacrifice starving kids and their schools.
Opuss № I