Monday, May 23, 2022

"Whore" - Poetry

As long as we continue to
Whore ourselves out to
[[[BIG DATA]]]
(The ceaselessly-mutating emission of Marketing’s eternal wet dream)
All in the name of
Fun and games, or
Connection, or
Hits of dopamine, or
Fame,
Trading identity and privacy and
Serenity…
A mere commodity…
For money we’ll never see
Then we shall
<NEVER>
      Be
 ~ FREE ~

Where is the big EMP
In the sky
That will save us?

"Feast" - Poetry

I hunger for your everything Your pheromones beckon me With the promise of unearthly ecstacy I come, to the space of your existence The plan...