False perceptions.
Digital realities.
The public is unaware, yet they are
too awash with impatience. They see
manufactured bliss, temporary beauty.
They buy
what you’re selling vi@ “likes”.
All they want to do is
fuck. Intimacy is a foreign concept,
a tablet of hieroglyphics lost in translation,
yet they could decipher
the familiar image of a love slave fucking
the heartless queen.
The water is dark and deep,
I’d better grab my cement shoes.