Critical, creative and digital writingEcriture critique, créative et numérique

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08 04 2020  

Let me out

The unreality wherein I err, a dystopia that exists on no map, resonates like a freakish hell and has me shout 'let me out' The atemporality wears me out I now reckon there's no hope left for us to better our lives: The demons within, our new trope no rhythm no love no meetings no laughs let me out or make me die! A tune without a melody has now taken over A novel without a voice has become the new norm A performerless performance of which we're but a part is now the harshest of science experiments For I have henceforth realised the most important of lessons: this reality I'm erring in is a commonplace that exists on all maps It reasons like a fallen angel and had me forget about ever going out