My Own Eyes

My own eyes

Have no where to go

Worthless technologies

Infecting the sockets

They infest

So where do I roam

As the mind wanders

Alone

In a cafe

On Broadway

With no music

To attach to

The blatant days

Of adhering

To the fads

Of the moment

In the cafe

I sit

Alone

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