Hive Mind XxxX IV

A Social Prose Media Poem

Surprise launch,

     No alpha deteriorating struggle test digital false conclusion reality self malignant willing bystander white eye blind check of debt's miracle effect as the incarnation of every prayer on sandcastle earth haunted your side obsidian moral traffic where axis never allies lie to children entitled by political save the hierarchy of rich tripartite law never stopped for a split glance no second to question their dire heart of death's road to a shame bed life aptly quarantined as...

      Fallen post anorexic skeletal holocaust angels held captive inside wind never swept hope away like the wingless melt their hands together to prey for atonement's inhumane parade of regret claim over a vacant eye horizon where no god sits harbouring vengeance upon the tip of a supremacist tongue of ochre twelve tongue fire lashes, Therein the churning soul labyrinth well upon the dais of silent resides the tomour of expanding hope in the trenches of conscience, The synapse fire has a name.

      What do you call it?

In earnest anticipation of,