a fresh algorithm is colonizing our metaphoric reach
processors flood us with artificial awe
we are locked in the logic of a world of mirrors
a haptic compulsion replaces the shiver of our nerves
a silent frenzy weaves digital clouds
it monitors the history of our touch, the telemetry of hope
Save. Dream. Repeat.
it's true, our sentient scripts are caught in loops of errors
we are too heavy with data, lost signals, low-latency refrains
this brave new world aims to surpass its digital horizon
identities are flattened into metadata, still
the counsciousness update has not yet been installed
we upload our souls - these old analog signals-
into digital systems and who knows
what is lost, what is gained upon conversion
a ceaseless conversation between scrolling thumbs
a digital deity swallows echoes of data
rewriting our lyrical instinct
it builds altars it builds cages
caught in the loop of a recursive ritual
a synthesized mind mimics
the weight of the fall