His marksmanship poised
Delivered to kill us
His words sharp as tongues
Touché, Michael Willis
1 PM
Thievery logistics
Like stealing ideas
Passed over hands glued
Keyboards to fingernails
Bruises of culture
Riddle decrees
As truth becomes commodity
And wealth an ideal
I read them there
Surveying the screen
A landscape of luxury
Only one click away
Thursday, November 13, 2008
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