Largely unimpressed by destruction
we play games on little machines
unaware of all, too focused on detail
we hesitate to date, mate, procreate
because Pilates and dog grooming and crounuts
fill time, spill time into rivers we dam
with shit, anything to level the holes we
call souls we call that empty stretch of road
that never takes us home
we live our lives without thinking, without
depth because depth would mean caring
and caring is antithetical to knowing
“knowledge without facts” because opinion
said loud and mean enough means just enough
to shut down the debate
a sound bite, a TV advert for the latest
president…toothpaste, deodorant, whatever
and largely unimpressed by destruction
we play games on little machines
watch people die on the business end of bullets
too busy to let our hearts beat, our skin crawl
from the sheer madness we bath in
every time we look at our little machines
we reject whole groups of people because
we don’t know why actually
just because…
from the insanity we know what living today is
but so not different than our parent’s yesterday
just televised 24/7 to those little machines
handheld anesthesia gladly taken, inhaled
though eyeballs, through time, we are numb
gladly and purposefully numb
still looking for salvation without the overhead,
without unnecessary guilt,
we’ll gladly pay sale prices
as long as we’re told where
and when and what and how and
and
and
and
and
and largely unimpressed by destruction
we play games on little machines
for that makes sense to a generation removed,
without rules, without accomplishment
that line which demarcates triumph and failure
the needed difference to know what alive means
or merely playacting it out without consequence
sad and alone, over 7 billion of us now gather together
strung like Christmas lights across the planet
our little machines upgrading as we speak
…a globally collective conscious
mourning the passing
of what used to be called human love
because isn’t produced on video screens
because it’s too hard
because actual death has no do over…no prize to win
because as long as its generated in pixels
because depth would mean caring
because
largely unimpressed by destruction
we play games on little machines