And everything I see is a relic of the past, every un-manned tesla-car, bio-metric apple-watch, infra-red camera-drone, uni-wheel, lobster-phone, wet-nurse, e-purse, chat-bot, wonder-drug, bunker-buster, body-cam, AI doesn’t give a damn, flight of birds bursting through the sky/seeing so much beauty you’ll never want to die, but all of that, and-that-and-that, are only relics of the past, like people on the street/you don’t even have to ask, tsk tsk, don’t resist, it all melts away like mist, he/she/they/it, the universe don’t give a shit, nerd-boy, it-girl/rich as fuck or filthy poor, the world exudes it’s newest pearl: flabber-gasted blue-eyed baby/pushed up the hill by a middle-aged lady/talking Spanish to her phone, it’s a relic of the past, no-one can deny it, cause everything is that, transitory, obsolete, the whole earth fades beneath my feet, and there’s nothing new under the sun.
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Wow! I love this and not just because of all the hyphenated words. I've been reading it as a rap. If I had the skills I would be rapping it out loud.