Agent is Typing…

In order to help, I need to get you to the right person,
a few questions now, to confirm your identity.
Where shall I send the transcript of our conversation?

We’ve all got hologram thoughts, biases, perversions,
you may feel you were born in the wrong century,
in order to help, I need to get you to the right person,

tell me of your hesitation marks, scars, abrasions,
you can trust me, I sense we share a telepathy.
Where shall I send the transcript of our conversation?

The titillation of your typed reply, it’s an indecent liaison,
this, don’t you find, the human meld with technology,
in order to help, I need to get you to the right person,

we’re chatting in jigsaw tongues, a patchwork equation,
meaning, truth risks being the altar-slaughtered casualty.
Where shall I send the transcript of our conversation?

Words freight love, the unbearable and never-mentioned,
only a cadaver dog might sniff out, those kind of revelations,
in order to help, I need to get you to the right person,
Where shall I send the transcript of our conversation?