johnny is a zero is a one

 

 

johnny waits, patient as a statue
for infinity to add another zero

 

johnny gazes, blank as a zero
as vehicles skitter through the dark streets of his city

 

johnny cracks a stimtab and inhales deep 
pupils yawning upwards, he knows time is kind

 

johnny hears all transmissions
listens without judgment

 

johnny's heart resembles a dub drummer's beat
tenderness delivered as lightly as a grace note

 

johnny looks out his window
knows summer is coming

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johnny loves his city
its soft fusing of metal and sweat, flesh and circuitry

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johnny loves the banquet of great things tomorrow brings 
sees his children fuse with skyscrapers and search lights

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johnny says a prayer for each of us
a someone, somewhere, inside a summertime

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johnny reinvents his city each time he wakes up
re-imagining makes it so, this big bamboozle