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1d
What jungle is unfettered
Unrestrained online
Lifes imaginary heaven,
Amazon, Bezos breadline.

Like a god itself
It keeps on giving
Whatever hour
Whatever click

And I can give back
What dropped sour
From the branches

Monkeys ******* returns
Peeling ripe bananas.
Never lost
In this jungle Savannah

But God will be there
Fulfilling your need
Even if not needed
You land softly in greed.

There's his mistress,
Whole Foods, eager
To take your return
While you walk
Feeding their ledger.

Then you wake hungry
Again a trigger is tripped
Stumbling to a screen
Ill-equipped

Forever, until you stop.
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Heidi Franke  65
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