People Watching

I think I’ll have another drink
sitting in a corner cafe
people watching at the
intersection of my creation
standing side-long with robots
having escaped from whatever prisons
into this open-air terrarium
having yet to understand
the constraints of this
much larger asylum.

And the cars speed past
and the lights above change hue
and the vehicles slow
happiness transferred to anxiety
transferred to anger
anything I can imagine
anything I will ever imagine
everything right here
with only the created machines
of my imagination
as company.


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