Jack's hotel was
Black and Styrofoam and
When he slept it
Creaked and crept
Down further t'ward
The city.
And when he woke
He rose and
Looked out of the window.
He saw a million
Passersby all
Rushing to
Grow old and
Fall to pieces.
Skeletelevision is
The thing of the
Future.
Effexorcise is
The thing of the
Future.
Lord help us
Kissing is dead.
God save us
Family dinners
Are gone.
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