“The finest connections across the continent!”
Or so I was told;
But the thousands of “more” pour into my screen
Clogging my weather and changing my needs
Made me wonder if it was necessary to have a plan
That streamlined the wants of the petty
And the pleading of the masses
And just once in a while, the phallitic pose of bygones
Threads through my eyes
And I must remind myself that no,
Olympus is far, far behind
What was in it for me to be gun shy of a camera?
A little lip service drove me into the pockets of the wealthy
And the minds of the priests
You don’t need a sabbatical when you have me
This is part 4 of 5 in a collaboration done with my dear friend, gliitchlord, circa 2018.