our rock music might be shit
but we invented the 21st century
out of our favoured delusions.
the weekend’s dopamine
costs more than the coke.
we are the shrinkage
& our favourite movies don’t come true,
instead we tune the last analogue radio
to other people’s music:
it was what we wanted
when we wanted it.
our phrasing follows the degradation of the space bar.
in boom i asked where is my jetpack?
the seller’s already marked it posted
but daily the posty just brings junk.
1 May 2018