At the end,
I became them and led them.After all, none of us really qualified
As humansWe were just hardworn,
Automatic,
And as hollow as the "o" in God.I re-attached my emotions
Cellular
NarcoticFrom the top of Hollywood,
It looked like space.
Millions of capsules,Mechanical AnimalsThe city filled with dead stars
And a girl I call Coma White.
This is my Omega
