perversely agreeable voices
use unholy imagination
to try to make me give them money
they conspire in a secret house
where they hack people’s
subconscious through the meta-data
of their memeing and send
custom tailored voices
to the schizophrenics and
soon-to-be schizophrenics
they want you like an artistic mix
of hardened street criminal and abused victim
obsessively focused on distracting yourself
so your tics don’t slip out of your
egg-shell fragile costume,
most people’s lives revolve around
a combination of words said,
in a special time and place
and you will lose your right of being human -
judged, doomed, by the same people
who made you a ”monster”