Stalled technology
erodes my thoughts
I’m at
the other side
of an infinite ocean
of yearning
which separates us
A cold sun
to gleam
on this ocean
cloudless
vacant of birds
viewed from an airplane
on another
meaningless
flight
At 6pm
I hallucinated yr smell
on a mirror
whilst other men
exchanged information,
formed constructs
amid evening & dust
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