Empty eye sockets through the looking screen
vanity of vanities, what you see is what it is.
For what matters is appereances, the right price
the right color, the right shape, the right spot
in the supermarket.


I, Zero

Fuck your Netflix long long trips
fuck your Spotify and chicken wings
fuck your beer nacho
spicy friday nights
fuck organic, fuck anyone, anyhow.

Fuck your selfies in the bathroom
fuck your stupid duck faces
and fuck your awesome TV series.
Fuck your Jolies and insipid Gosslings
fuck your collar, fuck your tie.
Fuck everything but your boss, ’cause
withouth him
you wouldn’t have money for Netflix
fried chicken or “smartphones”
but maybe you’d have some dignity
and we
your followers
would have less of a duck
                             of a dick
and make our own series
with vampire vikings
and black android pirate zombies
fighting for a world
where people can shake hands
and shoulder by shoulder
destroy or catch
all evil
middle-east monsters.