sky is falling
black mirror in hand
blasts nanosecond fear
smell the coffee soon
shirt on back
stitched to genomes
the fake news is fakery
soiled education
generational collective
trauma, Stockholm
Syndrome, white boys
girls lost in gravity
astral transference
for real people
pixels muster fear
old paper tiger
now a meta-verse
6 G bionet, each
flake of bio-luminance
tracked now, satellites
catch the diatoms from
each step we make
they say bullets bounce, flip
around, pull down dead presidents
twice, thrice
suicides with three turns
of chamber, revolvers
wiped clean, thugs we are
subjected to, string masters
show me the money is
flat 2-D gameboard
the real money holds
our cells, biological
factories for those
gameboard kings
we are hacked
always have been
but now with zero’s
and one’s, silicon
diodes, capacitors
we can be useful
barely, engines of profits
the complex trauma
pays off, gameboard
kings weaponizing
sadness, fear even
our collective family
Soylent Green a quaint afterthought
