PRISMO

Call the 911… for your emergency

Go to PRISMO… you’ll have emergencies

 

Bounce from offices

They all have the sign

Pretty colors… but they’re so ugly

 

In the ER, we don’t want to know

We got you programmed

So our lies can flow

 

Been here before?

We don’t know your name

It’s on the chart

But we’ll keep ask anyway.

Cuz we got games to play.

 

You got a problem??

We’ll manipulate

Enough offices…

To bounce the problems around.

 

You got ethics?

Don’t deny this.

It’s fucked as shit

 

You got a program?

You got drones too

 

You know what?

There are people in this community

That you belong to.

 

So take some feedback

And don’t deny it.

 

You don’t threaten me in the ER

You don’t play games with me

It’s no longer funny.

And you can’t control me too.

Cuz we got eyes and ears too.

 

You got some lawyers?

Community has lawyers too.

More then a few.

 

You’re there for emergencies

Don’t pretend otherwise

You’re here to stay?

SO AM I.

 

You got choices?

SO DO I.

 

You got records, cameras and microphones?

Play them publicly

See what happens.

Lose your state funds

And you could go down.

You play every second.

You could go down.

I may be ugly.

So are you.

 

You call it PRISMO?

Sounds like prison to me.

 

You might hurt me.

It’ll come back to you.

Bounce the pain around

Take the survey. Put it in lost and found.

 

Scrub your records.

You can’t scrub me.

You wanna yell at me?

I got a voice too.

 

Find another name for abuse.

That name will find you.

You need some feedback?

Here it is for you.

 

Don’t sabotage the community

Because they find you.

And they got lawyers too.

More then a few.

You got names yeah?

We got names too.

There's not enough people to blame

When you create blame too.

Written 2025, Accountec, LLC

Running

 One foot in front of the other

We all sprint for the finish line.

Key in the ignition

The pistons fall into motion

Neuron charge to neuron charge

My head goes round in circles

I wanna run the distance

It’s oh so long a trail

Paranoid I turn my head

And there you are a following

I wanna be beautiful too

Just like you

The engine runs

But it’s falling apart

Frightened, I turn to you

Running my fingers down your face

Tracing something that can’t be traced

Following an invisible course

Into your consciousness

I find my place

Down here in front of you

Reaching up through space

To try to reach into your consciousness

I cannot break your consciousness

So close and yet so far

Carefully, slowly, my finger withdraws

Fill this pause up

With words that remain unsaid

All the world up in your eyes

Break me, hate me, just hear my words!

I know your future holds great things

And I’d never wish to destroy what it brings

I won’t blame you if you run…

I will still find my way when this is done.

All I desire is shelter from the storm,

And I find that here with you.

I will still be running after you’re gone

I will still be running once you’ve flown

The pistons are turning

My light is still burning

Spread your wings my friend

Spread your wings

It’s time to fly

This is how our friendship ends

In the simple word goodbye.

©️ 2025, Accountec, LLC

Inspiration

Inspiration is a demon

And it watches me.

I’d rather not hear the clock.

When fingers move of their own accord

I fear the consequences.

Check, check, recheck.

I’d like to have fewer opinions

Yours or mine,

It makes no difference.

When fingers are like machine guns…

Then you have a problem.

Why they move, I do not know.

Yet they insist on doing so.

©️ 2025, Accountec, LLC

3.28.2025

This iz yor FABORITE arachnid here, Spidey! A warm shout out to di Angels ob di Nort Wing ob di castle. Serbin di fiercest since 1969!