The lifeline of my telephone,
Blow breath into my lifeless home
As heartbeat of my TV set,
Be pounding pulse of internet
Candle light lay obsolesce,
A match head hunched in still distress
It's fucking ashes blown away
By the winds of technological progression
When the light goes out, a part of us will die
The other part mourns for the dim supply
Could this be a conspiracy?
The Gods themselves commit consumer sodomy? yes
Thus leading to the drain of our vein power line
The monitor's only channel display flat line
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