Intergration of Me

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Integration of me.

I stand by and watch it stream in,
in real-time,
over the live wire.

I tilt and I spin,
trying to take it all in,
will my mind still be in control,
my will, or my soul?

I stand there and on the pressure I feed…
welcome to the integration of me,
taking from me my soul,
and the last bits of my identity.

Come and see the destruction of me,
as I am drained of all I believe,
so I can wear the face of conformity,
today’s social deformity,
this empty black hole.