Reality As An Onion Where You’re Peeling The Inside Out

He could be artificially intelligent.

He could walk and do that talking.

He could observe without balking.

He had a front and centre seat

To the Shit Show.

Ya, here in the front row,

He could smell the shit.

Got used to it

Being on his clothes and

Up his nose.

From there he rose to the challenge

Like Stonehenge.

Shit was fake as hell…