And wandering
Yonder
Beyond
The absconded
The dawn
Carries on
Like a soldier
Respawns
When the coms
Are all jammed
Don’t know who’s
In command,
Someone else
Just got banned,
And rebranding
The magistrate’s
Data
Wasteland
Is no longer
A viable
Pretense to feign
Nor promissory
Platform
On which to campaign
And deranged
In his compromised
Pride
Goes insane
Can’t refrain
From unloading
His madness
In clips
And all this
Still preceding
The day he enlists