we've landed
on the airless
orb of cold shadows,
the world of being talked
to
by robotic voices,
being
on hold,
tapping onto prompt
after prompt,
punching in numbers
written
in small print,
held up to table lamps,
going from one phone
to the other
without ever
getting to where you
need to go.
then starting over after
minutes of being
on hold with nothing music.
there are no humans
anymore
reached by phone.
we have arrived.
we are now on the dark
side of the moon.
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