Anxiety poetry maybe
from a collection, nothing to say [on man and machine]
zero to one to zero
to one
binary with nothing between the meaning
beyond the righteous sinner
the sinful saints
halo effect of the internet
making devils of us all
end of night
you are searching the past for answers
that only the future can give you now
been to the year 3000
not much has changed
so we all live in the gutter
can’t sit still
can’t be still
can’t stop scrolling
show us
all of this
all of it
our burning
our beautiful world
sirens on the horizon
electric lullabies
now don’t be frightened
you are who you are
it is what it is
and it isn’t what it’s not
verifying your humanity
just gotta tick the right box
brother keeps on riddling
twisting truth
whats the answer
stop deeping it
it’s do or die in the city tonight
writing poetry
until i’m alive
