paranoia

glass in the straw
suction denial
could there be
a more dangerous
drink than the 
faulty lined pipes
lead foot driving
a mad world off
leashes that the
powerful strung
upon our lights
to make sure our
minds are well in
hand - made to
look upon the 
perpetual glow,
that off-white
screen blight
fading into the
decision matrix
incalculably taking
our remaining agency