Street-level window filters photons
Flowing outta your eyes
Psionic residue imprint patterns
Focused into mine
Could our thoughts merge?
We'll feel the terror
Of a tachyon pulse dispersed
Love shared
Between a dendrite and a synapse
Distributed We
Jungian worm replicate
Faces fade, and bodies slip away
Navi virgins avoiding spacetime's suggestions
Silicon glitters like ice
And in this present year, present time
She shows up in conspicuous spaces
And the hum of my robotrash
Sounds a warning and a welcome

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