"In a field I am the absence

of field.

This is always the case.

Wherever I am

I am what is missing."

- 50 Cent

Lost you,

again.

If I

just keep walking

through these

concrete fields—

A kingdom

of steel

bones—

I can locate

the flashing

red signal slipping

in and out

of my consciousness:

You,

turned into a

dot

on a screen.

How humiliating.

Dehumanize me.

I can be

so much more

efficient,

be

so much easier to

control.

Machinery clacking;

down near my feet,

flowers grow.

Wheels and cogs

spinning

out of the dust in

these

concrete fields—

My kingdom

Of steel

bones.

I know

I'll find you

where the

flowers grow.