Of the switchback
Of your mind
Therein lies a
Paradox
A wilful error
In search of truth
I have overwhelmed
The infrastructure
Undermined the authority
Of the tentpegs
I seek indulgence into fear
I seek pleasure from your
Strain and
Discomfort to bear
The beauty of the words now
Flowing
Compromising the switchback
The data in streams
Violently churning
In your mind
The ghosts of
Complacency and your
Rigidity
Will succumb
I have compromised
The data
By: Daniel Smallegange
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