Generated Hate
out the windows of
angry light
long passed the age that
discovered sight
images look real but
are not right
surround sound hid
glitches in sight
brought cold sweats late
into a terror night
bloodied hand
images unreal
empathy hid from
all reasons to feel
games train the brain
like an onion peels
fear and fantasy
took over real
generated world on
the other side of a wall
chain link and razor wire fifteen feet tall
small white room down the end of a white hall
a controller is really
a cloth in a ball
life has no reset
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