A Machine by Devin Pavlischak/ November 22nd, 2015 ©

I am the machine, your master of reflections.

If ever there was a better time, find the riddle of the madness.

In salvation of self attributes, lies the happy couple.

Disease free and healthy, Mr. and Mrs. Deep Pockets.

When all hope relishes a goal, things have yet to change.

Round bolts around its heart, the disease of shallow men.

As the quiet day comes to halt, simple threads are a dream.


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