Substack Blues
How many hours a day? do you spend here.
Feeding AI, data centers
Your soul!
Do you remember? what the warmth of the Sun, feels like
Chained, to your keyboard
Looking through a slat, in the drawn blinds
Of your discarded life
Writing, about warm dry semen
A common theme…
An address, to fertility
Artificial? and digitized
The eunuch, self-imposed
Do you lament? no longer seeing the faces, of your friends.
To hear, their voices
Or, are you content?
With sad, fortune cookies
Posted, into a void
Of ego, and primping
Mistaking strangers, for home
And bots, for family
Chasing a carrot, on a stick
Meant to drain you!
Of your spirit
To be an outcast? of Hell
Is a blessing! I say
Faux community, in a bubble
Of delusion…
Have you played? with your kids today
Kissed your spouse…
Taken the dog, for a long walk in the woods.
Or, is your next Novella? too important
Keeping that algorithm
Primed
Fat and happy!
While you swirl, down the toilet bowl
Of distraction
Dopamine detachment
Like Pavlov’s dog
Drooling, for a red dot
And a pat! on the head
Restacked, in nothingness…