Your Audience
Performing through it all
the algorithm as audience,
clicking is clapping,
at frantic speed
indeed.
Can’t step aside.
Can’t call the curtain.
Can’t leave the stage.
Cannonballing through glass screens,
through minutes, through hours, through years.
Through your damn life-
done,
tired,
dead quiet,
to demise.
©Samia Oldman
CONTEXT
You are reading dystopian fantasy poetry collection the Hush Halo. After the Great Optimization a privileged group of people wired themselves tightly into the system by aligning with it and fully integrating. Systoics believe they’ve perfected themselves by stripping away everything that slows them down.
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