Locusts - Spahn Ranch

I could see the other end

Repeat as necessary

A beam shown divided shaded over screens

In the presence of visuals

Covered and drawn in

Watched its repetition siphoning

In the corners locusts rotating

Empty me feeding

Conceived the believing

As parted or programmed

Plans of obsolescence inhaled again

Do you see its face?

Or the masters orders

They consumed the maker over again

In the corners locusts rotating

Empty me feeding