What is found cannot be lost
what is found cannot be lost
like a glove on a glove till you take it off
to find that you were covered and insured
the parachute secured in the glove compartment of a
tesla
the crash is dependent on the weight of the algorithm
being played into something far more ancient
probed and prodded, played into a spaghetti machine to make lines
of code to be shuffled
under the preamble of human error and misfortune.
cant correct it with canesten
the pot that youve been sippin has made you indifferent
like a nose blind guard dog i might as well hire a robot
until i realize ive been employed from the beginning of my partition
this aint the blue pill its red ex on the precipice of sobriety
close to the witching hour that is three
hours currently away from my clock that is
waiting for this post timer to stop
still hasnt kicked as far as i needed,
need ai to stop me from being conceited
i know these rap jumbles come off as algorithmic
but its not so easy to ask chatgpt to write this
ill be honest they cant test
the radicalism mixed with the junk filled forum
to discern the truth they cannot
to sift the wheat they know not
the blind cannot perceive the light behind a wall
neither can those who have great vision
for seeing they will see
but a wall is destined for the mind of a sinner.
blocked like a timer on a wall
blocked like the blocker of a heart
blocked like a receptor in the mind
blocked like an offender of a crime
ai
would know who dunnit
you cant escape the moment
of impact, unless you genshin