Schibolet

I declare this state of war now

I urge you to raise your voices 

and howl 

to the dirty gray sky 

protesting the gray day

the hard winter 

the warm winter

and all other

calamities of the 21th century

 

No matrix nothing I break and run

I am what you are and do not take it to far please!

I am desperado,

Writing beyond comprehension 
I have no peace of mind

I have no time

I have no frames at the moment either!