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Revolution
Suits, smiling & svelte
between
the sunshiny glass,
spinning…
Spinning fast, the Suits
near the speed of light,
cartoonish in fact.
I get caught up
in their whirlwind -
animated by the
out of control
maneuvering.
Caught in the matrix,
I laugh
as my cell rings.
…ready for a revolution
dark glasses intact.
Artificial Intelligence,
its satellite department
on the phone.
I am carried away,
still spinning -
spinning fast,
near the speed of light.
I see you
through Alice’s glass.
You look smart
in your coat and slacks.
Copyright ©
Kim Rodrigues
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