In the flesh interaction is becoming obsolete
But the phone is eager, always ready to feed
And put some artificial sweetener on reality
Curating the experiences and the selfies
Various identities all morph to one entity
An individual’s voice starts to lose potency
The light bulb over our heads is flickering
In a sterile culture wallowing in shared pity,
Intimacy is bought and sold like a commodity
Pick a card, any major credit card, type it in
Otherwise they may never see your application
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