& we walk through the mire.
we will never know what this looks like
because we chose to dwell.
i saw the quick flash of red&blue,
dropped my hands and confessed.
i am a machine,
built for one thing.
we dismantle the cage
& carry it with us.
turn around, open your eyes,
close your mouth, clear your head
we buried the truth
and forgot to draw a map.
i am the arsonist.
we are master builders
& love to marvel at our handy work.
sleep is a waking dream.
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