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Ghostly procession

Emerging from the morning mist

Confined impregnable delusion

Glued to this dungeon of thought

This involuntary isolation

Nothing is quite as it seems

The great digital congregation

Watch the precious sands of time flee

From our ignorance

Days reduced to captured moments

Scrolled away in the blink of an eye

A myriad of colour stands inferior

Against a falsified world

Rendered in their hands

Slaved muscles struggle to service

This repetitive action

Sinewy appendages claw insidious voids

Flexors are constricted with our minds

Awareness is the key to breakthrough

Transcending the dull ache from within

Watch as the precious sands of time

Flee from our ignorance

The poison with a limited purpose

The embodiment of obsession

A dominant distraction

From the world before me

True sign of the times

Cradling entanglement

Lenses of the ego baring all

To those sifting through

The echo chamber

A thirst engraved into our notions

Leaving time honoured attitudes forgotten

A sign of ever changing paradigms

The shift in cœxistence

Bleak glimpse of life wasting away

Here I am drinking from the same trough

Here to savour familiar taste of dirt

Thriving from relationships forged from code

Slaved muscles struggle to service this

Repetitive action

Sinewy appendages claw insidious voids

Flexors are constricted with our minds

Awareness is the key to breakthrough

Transcending the dull ache from within