For Automation

Hidden in plain sight, under our breath, in the back of our minds, are the lies we tell ourselves. we'd be fooling ourselves if we vowed to never fool ourselves again. with hollow thoughts, we go through motions. automations asleep at the wheel. mechanically deconstruct. we rust at the joints. we stay stagnant. our ambitions - our hopes and dreams - are measured on broken scales. uncalibrated, we'll run in place. cobwebs & dust, we stay the same. cobwebs & dust, our great escape. "one day i'll..."