By | 1 May 2018

our rock music might be shit
but we invented the 21st century
out of our favoured delusions.

mid-thirties &
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.

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