Junky - The Amenta

Shattered wreck shivering

In cool blue TV fire

Amphetamine grit

Living remotely

Keeping so distant

A fucking deadweight

A life by proxy

His retinas flicker with

Stock footage of genocide

Asleep at the wheel

Coasting in neutral

Psyche mirrored in

A crash victim’s fender

Any detail blurred

Indistinct and degraded

This is the media junky

Humanity’s dry husk

Incapable of abstract thought

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This is the media junky

Complacently numb

Culture bought on credit

A montage of random edits

Nothing is sacred

Everything is disposable

The «truth» is a con

Information is power

Random fractured binary

A «fact» is a selling point

Everything too simple

An advertising swindle

In this red, rusted landscape

Asleep at the wheel

Coasting in neutral

Psyche mirrored in

A crash victim’s fender

Any detail blurred

Indistinct and degraded

This is the media junky

Humanity’s dry husk

Incapable of abstract thought

On/Off/On/Off

This is the media junky

Complacently numb

Culture bought on credit

A montage of random edits

Nothing concrete

All is plastic

Media is the corpse

And he is the vulture

His nervous system

A collage of school shootings

And hospital waiting rooms

Bloody pavements intersect

Images of catwalk fashion

Headline black bleeds into inkblots

Suggestion shutdown

His is a slow death

This is the media junky

Humanity’s dry husk

This is the media junky

Humanity’s dry husk

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