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blurts out of my bipolar plastic radio;
to the tick-tock ticker tape stream
of consciousness, warped.
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The narrative changes, minute by minute
Moment to moment,
The cycle recycles tagged with gyphs and memes
Scrolling through the invisible realm,
Where strings are pulled from distant bot-farms
In the far flung Soviet Union
And I wonder sometimes, why we never hear
About UFOs anymore?