hapticKiss

starcrossed
but make it 
sexy
slutty
make it hurt more

pimp my pain and use it against me
tease me with your words
Leave me fragmented on the altar of your glitch-ridden tongue

i buffer

(
In the future, all internet users will be transformed into legless, sexless, low-polygon, heavily surveilled cartoon characters
their 2D bodies will crawl around meta-space
yearning to be old
yearning to hold
to be held
to breath
)

forbidden glances
(touches)
whispers on dancefloors translate into static
you’ve edited my heart
a rewrite that makes
‘I love you’
seem small

machines learn our faces; they trace the edges in their dreams. they track us across cities, through wormholes; such lonely work, a hollowing out.
through these one-sided interactions we all become cyborg; biometrics cached in hidden deep-sea lairs.
we are the network, our blood exists within wires. electricity courses through both systems, flesh and machine, we become one.
entangled, intangible, unequivocal, transient.

I silently roll your name around my mouth

and spit it into empty air

for the pain is lessened when it exists 

outside 

              of 

my 

pixelated 

and

    love-wrecked

          body

where it can be stored, edited, upgraded, rebooted, deleted.

i am a deepfake of myself
trying to make sense of this mess in my heart
trying to fall back into my own body
(i don’t know if i(t) even exist(s) anymore)

(cut and pasted time
cut and pasted lives)

our internet lives are akin to those of insects, microbes. they are birthed by the day, by the hour, to live out their short, blissless lives. they fall prey to the trends, to short-form video content and capital-gains. enshittification ensues. it is shit, we are shit, i am shit. i am too busy licking my artificial wounds to notice the body count.

colonies disperse
ecologies collapse

time slips on
it slides down my throat
tasting like sunlight
feeling like dust

I am exhausted

I would happily play the fool for you
please fool me
(I am fooled)

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my chest thuds dully in the evening breeze
my lust slips silently somewhere secret
somewhere softer

time’s latency leaks fragments of something else
we watch the disintegration of lives in 4kHDat60FPS

whole body scream

im learning to love our low-poly bodies
how to curl myself around the edges of your jagged mesh
i lose myself in the gentleness of your sleeping breath 
as it sweeps across my goosepricked flesh
and all i can do is weep