the sleepwalkers
on the sleepless
internet i replied
connected to life
inducing
Internet wires
attached
to the veins
in the soul
i lied
he looked
at me bewildered
eyes open wide
as i shot him
from a cab
i gave him
this ride
a lift
to his destination
untried
time stood still
the soul was
willing
the inner
vision cried
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