#monologue [date?]
Being amidst free or comforting society
the 3D imprint is running in the code
Ego is the side of me who battles
this annoyance, this glitch.
Her software runs a background script called ‘the watchers’.
even when I’m alone,
and freedom is abundant to the Common extreme,
no common sense, no social eitquete,
the clarity of my ego is an other slice of me.
I write about her,
Laila
and she looks back at me
I sensor, I filter.
