Wednesday, 1 October 2025

Life’s simulation



I have two minutes to say all I want
two minutes to say what is long
not much time when I am not feeling strong
So much to write, oh my mind has gone
all I can think of is ‘fuck’, I am falling 
though; today is the day, my memory is found
to turn my ridiculous life around
a battery in my hearing aid for sound
damn I crashed the plane on the ground
that’s what happens in a simulator


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