Trust could trust her
if I do not know
how it begins
In the beginning
It begins
With a thought
Temporal displacement
Displayed existence
Electric highways
Self. Automations.
Neon soul for an old world order
White whips and black paper for the new
Climbing into the buggie
Dont forgot to kick the mud off your shoe
Shoe shoe shoe
Away with the coddle
****** morphing
Crocodile waddles
Two too many
mutating scenarios
There is no free water
Costs to talk
A fee to stare
Quantified by freaks
lazily writing the word for millennia
Auspices of control
The third eye begets the third eye