I'm stuck in the year of 3018
Filled with super models
And devices that will fulfill all your needs
And my life is played out on a television screen.
Just like everyone around me, I live to serve
A creative government
That gives us the best of everything
And lives we deserve.
Their only request is that our lives are broadcasted
24/7
From a direct hotline so that way
Crime will be extinguished
No one on earth will ever have to suffer again
At the hand of man
That's what their extensive ads say
Or maybe we don't get the entire picture...
YOU ARE READING
Sounds of a Fish Attempting to Scale a Skyscraper
Poetry*Finished - first anthology in the Skyscrapers series* Hold fast onto life For it soon slips by. Find the things you love And hold onto them tight. But not too tight, For sometimes they leave Or find something more interesting To shove up their sle...
