Hour 22 – 3:00 AM 

 

Who’s mine am I in?

Or, Who’s mind am I in?

These words look like coal.

Pressurized diamonds create images of old.

Jewels upon jewels, I’m scolded for all the gold.

Any two day pass created a new arrival.

Enterprise, and monopolies is how we compromise for survival.

To many robots playing the part.

How can we evolve, if we don’t know where to start.

– J.C.  ©