Clandestine words of never-worlds
They seem eluding as ever and escaping me
They are
They are and bare a simple truth
We've never been its never-been
And machines, they lean on me to be alive
They never can and so can't I
What we see is never there
And so what if we never dare to care
It might be kind
To turn an eye
To live a lie
To see the truth
For which to
.
Sep 1, 2021
Sep 1, 2021 at 6:17 PM UTC
Clandestine words of never-worlds
They seem eluding as ever and escaping me
They are
They are and bare a simple truth
We've never been its never-been
And machines, they lean on me to be alive
They never can and so can't I
What we see is never there
And so what if we never dare to care
It might be kind
To turn an eye
To live a lie
To see the truth
For which to
.