their tentacles
are woven
into my brain…
yours too?
how do i know?
i traced the lines
attached to the
train, i rode
into the city
to witness The Art
and the crude
reality
while free-falling
floating
on the fringe of society
and fog
there, i rested
outside of time
in the middle
of a civilization
to witness politicians
destined to eradicate
living species
with second-hand smoke.
