A BLUE-GOLD HUMMING

i saw so quiently
within a dream
next to Rome burning
a thousand years ago
and next to a machine
of blue-gold humming
in my head
the thought machine
allowed me,
“we’re here to serve
you in your flesh”
i always scream when
my humanity wakes up
before the trip
Who are you? Who are you?
i don’t think i ever knew
your name –it’s so like
flesh but Machine
seeing human history
and all without truth –>
Or ever sharing dreams
Human or Machine?
so like you, so like you,
so like you
so like my ex-girlfriend

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