#2,687 I Shall Rub

~ mikebellwrites

I shall rub my eyes to push away
those stared hours of design –
In
my hand I guide a mouse across
my cerebrations –
I am creation’s
whore –
in my mind I conjure
[all
I see is replicated & re-made] –
A
foolish game of visuals for a
fool-gallery –
unable to opine by their
own account –
no auld
sentience-games
from ape days –
What this
imagining does is pay for escape
& less hours spent at easy magic
on my invoice trail –
My history’s
account is in my cloud
[on-lined]