hard reset

Amber Case made a case that shook the bass… NO, THE BASE!

Foundation, cornerstone, pillar, etc.

it caused an identity crisis of my 1^st and 2^nd self

all the while lasers deflected off my empty brain case

and I seemed lost in analog and digitism

+++ I KNEW NOT IF YOU WERE A ‘1’ OR ‘0’ +++

and thought, “fuck it, there no longer remains physical operations”

then determined it appropriate to store

the frontal lobe in the nearest whore – (which could be a quasi-techie tuna stuff Apple Store)

my best browser-mate wonderfully named, “TOR”!

Next came the rave,

a lustful digital indulgence in new age hedonism

APPs, open-forums, social media, and the I-store

gimme more mORE MORE!!!

Unable to quench the urge to surge

I took an erotic shower of 1s & 0s

and let the information pour over and soak into me

like a (bit)torrent of flurry and power!

I made a visit to the Pirate Bay

the FBI said, “that’s not fucking a-o-k!”

and decided, I, to create an autonomous avatar

to take me onward to digital frontiers

and as I float and swerve through my binary matrix

I aim for a wormhole as my hard reset.