27 Jul 2012


Even lacking the will to power
I can generate this repeated fluctuation
Double the black outs
Half the capacity
Mindlessness and conspiracy

And then a
Slam on the back of the head
A boot falling
A hand pushing

And then a reaction
And then nothing except silence and pain
Grey fog lifts to reveal slobbering wrecks
Of humans
Staring, gormless

It is not us
It is never us
It is and has always been