We dozed smugly

In our cool detachment.

Our revolution never came.

Money dropped between the cracks

Diluting any sense of common plains.

So that,

If I had a dream,

A wish,

I would not share it.

Not with you.

Pretending things aren't

What they seem,

We move in a stream of constant variation.

Unsteady on our feet,

Straining our faith

In the sinews of the true.

So that,

If I had a dream,

A wish,

I would not share it.

Not with you.

As we prosaic brainwash

Each other,

Into trying to find an even keel.

Reframing the narration

Into a cartoon movie reel.

So that,

If I had a dream,

A wish,

I would not share it.

Not with you.

The sentient algorithm agent

Watching me

In the two-way mirror.

Faustian tech giants

Guiding my hand,

Seducing out my

Will,

Thought by thought,

Dream after dream,

Piece by piece.