Underwater I can hear the echoes of my blood pumping through my veins

A faucet generously dispersing it’s waterfall creates a blanket of white noise

My eyes ache, I can taste the plaque on my teeth

My body is neglected by my being, and I feel alone


It’s 2089. all cops have been replaced by genetically modified dogs that let children pet them, help old ladies cross the street, chase down criminals, never eat donuts, bark at cat-callers, analyze dna, easily track down murders, pee on white collar criminals, and tear the faces off of rapists. utopia has been reached.