0 bytes, minions
and millions atter
hunking hulking
godzillians of bytes
echoing reverb,
verve, to scintillate…
body claws, mind
fills: loose jargon appeals
nether woe as/or
harangue deity spite
a core
uselessness, ambled by entertainment
touching nothing
in but what our dry heaves
sampling
maxing-out regurgitating
pwned and pooned
puked perishable ether
bother neither,
odder than a wet coin going limp
the mind thinks
the mind thinks the mind thinks the
chlorophyll
cash, streamed waves… understanding
side-kick
gidgets, utter forgetfulness
long so far
planet, so so far away and ago.