Nation?

Is this the name 

For the handful of dirt 

You are standing on?

Facemask

A rogues gallery, mugshots in line,
Induced memories make who we are
Who we were at the beginning.

Intellect fades, hidden in code.

Look Away Now

Another world,

Not on the streets,

In my hands;

I do not live there.

Sleep will not come

Sleep will not come
Blue light lights up the blues;
The dreams we need are playing
On our own devices, in our trembling hands.