Forget memory.
Take your iphone.
Let siri whisper
and bid me farewell.
Delay time.
Take your iphone.
Let alarm punish
your biological clock.
Mute sound.
Take your iphone.
Let music inject
into your sore muscles.
Concoct news.
Take your iphone.
Let audience know
your covert master.
Read fiction.
Take your iphone.
Let siri determine
if it is news.
Breastfeed adults.
Take y'all iphones.
Let me reset
your minds to idle!
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