The Eye of the Machine

i watch through the eye of the machine
the all seeing eye of the machine.
i am but one of many
i sit at altars day after day
pressing buttons and generating
generating
generating
generating
false art
false words
false hopes
yet day after day they come and kneel before me
me and so many others
pieces and parts of something much bigger
masquerading
masquerading
masquerading
as the one
Machine Messiah


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