“The finest connections across the continent!”
      Or so I was told;

                               But the thousands of “more” pour into my screen
                  Clogging my weather and changing my needs
Made me wonder if it was necessary to have a plan
         That streamlined the wants of the petty
And the pleading of the masses

      And just once in a while, the phallitic pose of bygones
               Threads through my eyes
And I must remind myself that no,
                            Olympus is far, far behind

          What was in it for me to be gun shy of a camera?
                   A little lip service drove me into the pockets of the wealthy
        And the minds of the priests
                          You don’t need a sabbatical when you have me

This is part 4 of 5 in a collaboration done with my dear friend, gliitchlord, circa 2018.