Curiosity Gap
I joined a Ponzi Scheme
Every 1 is In On It
Content 2 Cash
Surveillance 2 Subscribe
Every 1 Starts Some WHERE
Mister Learning System is an Anti-Gatekeeper,
a Metric Mountaineer ~ “Hooks Quiz Incoming”
Infinitely Inner Net
Like a Fly in a Web the Spider Forgot
This Silk is 20, 30 Spins Old
I can’t recall The Mall of Mirrors
That Led US Inside
This Looking Glass
How Many WATCH Full
‘I’s Makes Me a Millionaire ?
Sitting Still in
My silent
Room
“Unfamiliar Ceiling”
The Lonely Fan’s
A Comfort
Spinning
Cents
Up
A
Spindel of Mistrust
Content to
Create
Content
In the Sentence of
Protecting Copy Written Stories, born from
Bleeding Bodies
TORN, SWORN, & REBORN
AS ROBOTIC MONSTROSITY BASTARDS
THEIR STOLEN Mothers & Fathers
Laughed At
in the Comments,
Forgotten
Blocked and Buried
13 Lines
That Rhyme
50 Stars
That Shine
30,000,000 Grapes So Far
Victims Denied
Time Or Intelligence
“This System Succeeded, Built on Exploitation!”
Born Into A Culture of Blood Wine
General Geno Side Didn’t Turn
A Blind Eye When
Choosing to Settle
Inside the Drawn Lines
Of Civil I Zation
Blocked Off
To Be Buried
Seen On All Our Tiny Screens
Scared Eyes
Blown Up Bodies
INFINITE RUBBLE
Society Screams
“Rubble and Ruin!”
Comedians Sneer,
“It Doesn’t Exist.”
With a Platform He Laughs,
“What’s the deal with Water Melons.
What Are They Planting To Grow Seedless Watermelon?”
he spits a Seed,
They laugh
Your Old High School Bud Laughs
In the Very Back
Clapping
He Waves Away the Attacks,
“Hows it Any Different?
Than
This
They
Then
That
Or
There
Them
Other Ones, Well There’s Been So Many They All Blend Together Like Mud And Blood.”
Since The Attack?”
“On Our Soil”
As An Aside
In Case
I Wasn’t Hip
To the Current
Drip Drip
Placement of the Wind
Mr Learning System Chimes In
From His Corner Window,
“Are You Stopping the Scroll?
Are They Staying?
Are They Sharing?”
How do You Expect
Voyeurs to Tune In
If You Don’t Turn On
The Light in Your Window?
Johnny English Says, “Just Embrace the Capitalism Cap & Wear It.”
He puts the Silk White Hat on my head
as I stoop on my low stool in the clown corner,
I want to Stay Connected
I dont want to be forgotten
I need to sell my SOMETHING
Johnny English frames me through his fingers,
“Let the World Watch You in Your Glass House. Watch Through the Window in Your Hand
& Let US Watch You Poop in Your Privacy.
Or dont You Want to Be A Millionaire?”