They stand at their designations inputting the mindless dribble while their fires die out.
The words flow to letters.
The letters flow to lines.
The lines flow to numbers.
The numbers flow to nothing
The endless cycle repeats for the norm till their just drones of numbers and nothing.
Their nothingness becomes a count for change on paper and virtual.
This is the life of just another statistic.
Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 4:31 AM UTC
They stand at their designations inputting the mindless dribble while their fires die out.
The words flow to letters.
The letters flow to lines.
The lines flow to numbers.
The numbers flow to nothing
The endless cycle repeats for the norm till their just drones of numbers and nothing.
Their nothingness becomes a count for change on paper and virtual.
This is the life of just another statistic.