Hungry as the Night

Each moment,
a million electric drones

Yap on phones and
that are only
enslaving vices

No one creates,
we are a world of mediocrity--
absorbent sponges

There must be

At least one
clear thought somewhere,

Full and lucid
as the rising moon

Hungry as the night

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