Poem: Matrixification

 

Matrixification

prayer twittered till it bled.

electric Christ languishes near virtual Vishnu, 

twitchy Wicca and streamy Buddha.

all and every idol nude under the voyeur-yawn,

and so we ask, who will keep barcodes 

out of jungles and rainforests

while cartoons animals slink cutesy 

in conga lines of viral shorts across pulsing tubes?

 

how deep can the faceless sex go? 

how far to spread lobes for fancier tokens and upgraded sighs?

how seductive the circuits which screw buds, undress avatars,

swallow screenshots into fistulas of cellphones?

can cashless crypto$ aspire

in megafantastical gameworld multiverses

to magnify the already-ramified matrixification?

 

can love
can love
can love escape the prison of exploits 

and the bot modes and the chat-artificial I?

can it dodge the gamer guns, the toxic macho rage,

evade all apps, clicks, taps and DM-

twisted texts while unsunking itself 

from layers of webby-crawly sticky cookie threads 

to thrive?

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4/25/25 ... so many mods, so much fun ... yeah

3/30/25 ... mod mania

6/30/24

references to Twitter (now X) and YouTube ("tubes")