Engulfing Medusa,
I bear witness to every word and every scar
Stretched out forward, never reaching

Back slash zero zero one zero one, pound sign four

Using websites to think
Inducing labor and growth

Voided vitals and crafted words on a screen
Retaining bizarre
I remain unconvinced we know what those are

The sting of my shattered teapot
The throb made by such a landscape

Pressure from empty car lots
Now, self taught and ignorant

Connection without truth
In the stream of brain tick

Existing incomplete and based in thought,
Passing off as my own what really was taught