210816 10pm
it was Dev who inspired me
to jump out of my bedroom window.
And fracture my hip.
Between us we have weakened the power of the FIB
which is not always a desirable thing
if you look at the current rail dispute
but quite some feat nevertheless.
I had been pushing it for several months,
bunking train fares, screaming in the streets, exposing myself
Testing the boundaries.
And the intelligence community were hot on my trail.
There were juggernauts chugging and wheezing around the city
pumping out dust and germs
in order to choke people wherever dissent arose,
people would find themselves speechless ...
Whistleblowers were sprayed with toxins
from invisible pumps
under the sleeves of technocrats
Stunned, their prior movements and communications
were milked and processed as fodder
for those who's souls had died
through watching the public on satellite ...
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