Electronic Scribe
How do I found myself in this abyss
With the enemy sitting atop my knee-constructed altar
Surrounded by the tormenting hiss of serpents
Communicating with a sea of schizophrenia
A ubiquitous eye stares at my every move
A labyrinth of technology deciphers my many thoughts
An electronic scribe storing my apostate beliefs
Rest arrives only as the Windows fade
Thank you,
Joseph Pede
Joseph Pede
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