Hieronymus Dipped
"Hieronymus Dipped"
The neurochip sucked me like a lollipop ... mind first into the dream,
squeezed my thoughts out like tubes of candy coloured toothpaste
all over the deus ex machina, Hieronymus dipped his brush in
an attempt
to artificially convert me
call it, a “do-over”
I was his primary binary by all accounts
he liked my shades of light and dark
he led me further in,
This he painted on my tongue, “You a muse”
“me?”, I said
He tut-tutted, exasperated
to be exchanging such inane pleasantries,
“this could take some time to complete, I see.”
“how so?”, I smiled
“Dali expects a masterpiece,
and with you in mind,
this will never be...
no easy dream.”
Candide Diderot. ‘24
Copyright © Candide Diderot | Year Posted 2024
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