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. ©