The end?

i shall have
to give you up

fly away zero star
in thousand yard stare
action true to human

post ape
trans cromag

realise
this thing is a drug

and they've injected
this into you
and your' intuit

the time has come to stand down
from prescribed normality prison

and NOT be a counter on a board
a rookie directors data node

effective warfare is
a conscious reality

This rotten humour only works
when we all get the joke

I just dont like
the set up or the corny punchline

make your own stage
present your own reality

kill your idols
in here it stinks

be aware to be awake
stop play acting

start action
avatar reality
in the trashy scam
of crass cosmetic
fake skin job
in a post-real
Weyland Empire
waste lands await
in Spaces
frictionless
neo slavery sheen