The magnetism
of sorrow-ful eyes
is not of dreamy
but in a rip tide.
I saw the futurism
in child-hood days
The worsening
is becoming widened

With the flight of androids,
we'll become quite sleepy,
and the flicks of Amazon
lazy all-day yawns,
Repetition of you-tube
mesmerizes & soothes.

We'll become the fuel source,
as the decades get worse,
or become capitalist puppets,
as we stand back & allow Netflix
of pythons & the blood skin ticks.