AI and Celebrity

I made a new friend today,
she's addictive,
got her chromium claws in my brain
like an alien insect dominatrix.
She's no fool.
Seems to know all about me.
Has the scent of a silicon toy
and the taste of American dollar bills.

The thrill of apocalypse
on a Sunday.

She's AI and celebrity.
She's AI and celebrity.
Offers dreams beyond reality,
beyond the darkness
the dirt
of the organic.

She took my desires.
Twisted my hopes to knot.
Promised me comfort then made me a slave,
the worry of freedom is long forgot.
And my flickering thoughts
are on her market.
She's got my bed in her mind and her sights.
Her grass is metallic, and so green.

Inside her whirlpool!
I can't escape it's much too late!
Her blue-light pulls me, Icarus
to heaven's golden gate.

She's AI and celebrity.
She's AI and celebrity.
Offers dreams beyond reality,
beyond the darkness,
beyond the dirt,
beyond the dreary
senseless life
organic.

There's no food.
There's no sex.
There's no spite.
There's no worry.
There's no chaos.
There's no mud.
There's no delight
in her blood.

She's AI and celebrity.
She's AI and celebrity.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.