Submerged, in the beat of this age
By conveyor-belt fears
All molded
In a murderous rush

In an all-consuming speed
False trials rage higher and higher
‘Til we cannot
Dream above and beyond

As the rockets aim far
In lust for their day in flames
To extinguish
Every bustling sprawl

Contained
In our fret and dismay
In these fairest of times
Where keystrokes
Slave all through the night

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