Dolls lined on shelves
in binary code;
four hundred numbers
for presentation
profiled for public
consumption.
But being bought and sold is fun
(or so I am told), shuffling statistics
with a master that stares back from the glow.
And the dealer is generous;
you will never want for a fix,
when the itch for your abyss
becomes inconvenient to resist.
Loud airports, sheik salons,
cheap restaurants, hip cafes;
the plastic benches at the clinic
or the library at school;
you never have to leave your house
because home fits nicely in a pocket.
Besides, that number to your left
is also reviewing his collection.
Note: This is recently written, but written in a style I abandoned a while back. Kind of fun to revisit though. If you choose to comment, let me know if it is effective.



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