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Mr. Smith and my brief dream (Ode to the matrix)
by Aaron Howard
He walked in the door and set my file on the floor..
My palms started sweating as he closed the door..
He sat down and proceeded to thumb thru the works..
and then walks in these other two jerks..
He tells me about his surveillance and his prying eyes..
and tells me about how he knows about my disguise..
He offers a stalemate with him in the favor..
just so I can be this weeks stool pigeon flavor
He wants the person whom I can bring down..
but this guy has got to be taking me for a clown..
I give him my reply, a finger, and I mean the middle one
and tell him I want to talk to my lawyer and were done..
he smiles contently as if he knew my words before I spoke..
and then he rattled off this little joke
Well, what good is a lawyer, if you cant speak?
and my mouth shut closed and I started to freak
the two jerks grab me and throw me on the table and hold me down
and all I can think about is how Mr. Smiths voice just sounds
Youre going to help us, one way or the other
No one can save you, not even your mother
He breaks out a case and pulls out a little silver device..
and it turns into this creature cold as ice
the goons hold me down while he implants the bug
as the two goons make me helpless as a slug
Suddenly my alarm goes off and a knock at the door..
and this dream that Im in is just taking more and more and more
The thing that surrounds you and keeps you at bay
Youre in the matrix
what more can you say?
09/11/2003 Posted on 09/11/2003
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Howard
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