Don’t know how it started,
or if it’ll ever end,
some call it Samsara,
others call it trends,
watched a video on YouTube,
Mac Miller in bed with Ariana Grande,
Mac died last week from an OD/suicide,
after Ariana got engaged to another man,
then I Googled this,
“nude photos of Ariana Grande”,
what’s the matter with me why does everything lead,
to having my thing in my hand,
swear to God YouTube is the Devil,
got me to watch screens,
used to have more freedom,
because I didn’t own a TV,
but laptops just made it all too easy,
now I barely go out,
and when I do it’s usually just for food,
then it’s back to my bed or my couch,
laid up like I’m ill,
typing on my MacBook like an addict,
I mean how do you think I wrote this poem,
I wrote it by typing on my MacBook like an addict,
and I don’t know how it started,
or if it’ll ever end,
some call it Samsara,
others call it trends…
∆ LaLux ∆