Static Rain

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Static Rain

The hairs on the back of your neck stand as you sit infront of the appliances, radiating, stacked and static. Radiating information.

But you don't want it
A lot of it is lies
misleading and mislead
force fed.

So are you ready to die?
A dump for intentions
not yours, not anyone being's at all
But the dogma of a mall or 1-800 call

So where do you go
where everwhere you look is where you are?
No matter how far
in the static rain,
on the back of your neck and in your mind.