Friday, 30 April 2021

The Forever Grid

The forever grid looms,

The forever grid dooms -

At this, it excels.


The forever grid weaves,

The forever grid thieves - 

Using your intel.


It stretches on eternally,

Blinds you, makes your head dizzy.

It stretches on infernally,

Grinds you, makes your mind fizzy;


Frothy, a pool of despair,

It mocks you, leaves you blue,

Potty, the fool of nowhere -

It mocks you, but what to do?


The forever grid takes,

The forever grid slakes -

On your brain’s bowl.


The forever grid rules,

We’re the forever grid’s tools - 

Just give in.

It has your soul.

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