Array ( [sid] => 185364 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Hollow Man [time] => 2018-08-19 05:57:03 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Man stood in fields of sweat and toil
He had the earth in his hands and
The breeze upon his brow. He knew
His path, his labours and rode the
Seasons of providence,taking his
Time to pause and smile at the
Sun.

Man sat in a corporate chair in
a corporate world with the
Deadlines on his furrowed
Brow, he stared at a screen
Of artificial uncertainty, his
Sustenance balanced
Precariously on his next
Pay check.

Man sat in a self made
Prison of artificial Intel
A component of the time.
Tapping his existence on
To spreadsheets, balancing
Life equations.

Man sat in an empty chair?
An image projected.
A non existent entity in
A non existent world.

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Hollow Man
Date: Sunday, 19th August 2018 @ 05:57:03 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: northernlights
Man stood in fields of sweat and toil
He had the earth in his hands and
The breeze upon his brow. He knew
His path, his labours and rode the
Seasons of providence,taking his
Time to pause and smile at the
Sun.

Man sat in a corporate chair in
a corporate world with the
Deadlines on his furrowed
Brow, he stared at a screen
Of artificial uncertainty, his
Sustenance balanced
Precariously on his next
Pay check.

Man sat in a self made
Prison of artificial Intel
A component of the time.
Tapping his existence on
To spreadsheets, balancing
Life equations.

Man sat in an empty chair?
An image projected.
A non existent entity in
A non existent world.



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