M A L A I S E - Information Age

Neural networks notwithstanding
But instead placated, satiated and ingratiated
In a causal field of nothing
A synthesis of cerebral miasma
But devoid of anything resembling a theory of soul
The recall process being usurped by the utilitarian toolbox
Of latter day fainting at the sight of organic matter
The dominion of decelerated decay
And depreciating dollar signs by the hour
When all hell is broken open like a bottle
That's carbonized to the brim
And sold at bargain prices downtown
Worth less than nothing
Worth only the raw hazmat required
To erect such a simulacrum
In its plastic and neoprene-natal sanctity
The argon tubes fuel the physiological rat race to the bottom
Day in and day output optimization
We awake to fake sunlight and sleep
At the bark of the attack teleprompters
Pushed to do our damned best
Even if it kills us
Labor is free
Death drives a high toll if it's not
Insured for each arm and leg worth of clean-up
Autopiloted shipwrecks litter the decks
Of the ever-onward and encroaching superhighways
Rivaled in velocity only by way of the
High cost city fiber optic rhinoplasty
That drips its viscosity into every suburban orifice
For a discounted fee plus tax
Throw in a subscription to sin-eplex
If you've already condemned your in-eternal sole
That's been dragged through every puddle
On the concrete commute
To the meatpacking job of your dreams
Whose only job it is to swallow you whole
And grind you to bits
Until the watchdogs lick the bones dry
The phones fried a few decades ago
Sent to the sun's surface with the rest of the
Garbage heaps that for centuries littered the streets
And helped us sleep at night
Before we caffeinated that away too
Finding a job is easy
Getting out is the hard part now
We bled so much we felt nothing at the prodding hands
Of our lord and savior technocratic autopsy
Time of death now
Cause of death how
The white coats selectively bred out the white collar folks
Long before they fitted our throats for surveillance remotes
Food and water obsolete
Save a tree, eat beef
This is the future we hoped for
Welcome the information age on all fours
This is the future we hoped for
Surplus at every store
Riots at your front door
Welcome the information age on all fours
This is the future we hoped for
Bodies dropping to the floor
Antiseptic indoors
Toxic in the forests
Welcome to the information age
Artificial whores
Ethnocratic wars
Surveillance from every pore
And egotistical leaders behind closed doors
This is the future we hoped for
Welcome to the information age
Take it on all fours
This is the information age
This is the information age
This is the information age
Take it on all fours
The choice is yours

Written by:
Moises De La Cruz

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