Part OneCitizens of the SimulacrumWhy have you deserted the Mother ship?Has she not nurtured you at her bureaucratic table?Has she not erected her seven corporate valuesAnd slaughtered the competition? Has she not called to you,The unsuccessful,To come and learn, from her, how to be winners? Citizens of the simulacrum, rejoiceYou have no longer blood in…
Bright heaven has let down her guard And falls be-dazzled on the winter sea The torrent breakers grey and wild Erupt in scintillating cries of light Bright platinum flashing white and flecked with unexpected gold. How came this glorious gift To such a cold stone shore? The whitening chalk cliffs, tender Honoured yet, breathe phantom…
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