The Matrix has us and we can’t even see it.

It’s impossible to tell what potential

is sucked away by technology.

We're always connecting further

and deeper into the constantly

self-renewing race to delegate more &

more of our lives to a sanitised

digital existence that feeds on attention

like a transfixing vampire hovering

a few feet from our eyes.

Would it still be possible

to escape from the Matrix,

and be the one thing

you can never be while it has you.

Why else criminalise what is carnal?

Who are you protecting from my unashamed, digital-free being.

Physicality is bereft of history

& meanings of why our bodies lust strain at the leash, constrained by invisible cords.

Desire without etiquette, whomever it may be from,

is clumsy to sate on a mate or acquaintance.

Must the primordial state for men be degraded

in ugly, horrific acts of rape

while the decent few self-castrate thanks

to sanctioned entertainment,

needs fulfilled by glowing products

producing glowing eyed zombies

fed, and consumed by in equal measure,

hackneyed bullshit.

We are what we eat and we're weak not to resist what we've become.