What do you know?
But what you’ve been instructed to know.
Deep inside I laugh
with a healthy dose of terror
at your nerves and constitution of slavery
I see the chains that bind you
I know you don’t
Like a beaten dog
you are chained
because otherwise you would bite someone
you are chained
ranting
at pixels
your neural connections shrinking
burning off like gunpowder lines
to a cartoon bomb
until you’re the robot
they’ve all been talking about
the robot you’ve been talking about

“ohh look, look at what AI can do”
“ohh look – the singularity, technology, ohhhh”
You are the robot and there’s no need
for wires or chips or boards or gyros
it’s all human parts for you
and your braying
and sickly whining
and suffering
and constancy of self hatred
Yeah, yeah – I know you don’t know
But everyone else does
and it doesn’t matter anyway.

Are you sure?
Chaaaaaaa – you scream – indignant
(I know indignance) it’s been mistaken by heroes
and false prophets for all time
and you are indignant
and you are right
and you are going to kill us all
in the name of love

Silly Mutha Fucking Geese!