Fraught faces stare back from the monitor
This isn’t code for anything
We’re at full stop with no chute

Skidding further into this dystopian
Reality will ultimately recreate history
From a repeatedly played out scene

Cycles return to where the first started
An alignment in Capricorn
Or alongside the tropic of Cancer

Like the flood water rising
We are walking in inches
For miles

& the wisdom of the ages

Repeatedly asks what’s next?

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