Saturday, January 12, 2019

The shadow government in my mind
Had me chasing after rainbows and Ph.D's
Instead of alien life forms and poems,
Which are real, and finally a chip fell out of my brain
And that ball of Manchurian candidate yarn
That had been my mind unraveled,
And I traveled to a lovely place,
Where I never need anything,
And bitcoin is the only currency.


-jenn

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