what if we are subjects
waiting in our cells.
not the uncomfortable kind.
but where we are important.
and we can download anything.

what if this is a moment.
a moment of decision.
in an assembly of aliens.

and at the immigration desk
we must state the purpose of our visit.

we cannot be too hasty.

As they revolved
Welcoming me
Into the mechanization
The clock whispered "10.10"
All the answers
were now vaguer. Better.
AFK

I'm about seventy eight per cent sure
That ninety per cent of murderers
Lose it
Because they have become
Too tall for their favourite blankets.
Offense is the best defense now..

Standing.
Waiting.
I let the vehicles pass
Even if I can easily go across

The hearse ride was pleasant,
Through the glass windows
seeing people pass by.
But when I reached
the grave,
I realised
That there was a misprint
on my epitaph.
Now I must wait another day,
before they bury me.