Clickbait
I click for looks
when I should look for clicks
counting ticks and sending thoughts
rot
but maybe making
baby-making
compost
for clever posts
already scribed by the bloodshot madmen
with fewer friends and fewer rents.
They can afford time to grow seeds
of ideas
from an NYC
crust depth layer of dirt dug up under broken asphalt
without salt
HIMALAYAN - new and improved!
IODIZED - the classic!
SEA - irresistible texture!
to replace
the taste
of polished metal on the creative machine
that seems
to produce important ups - popping, meeting, and
turning
my head
I've read
nothing
a necessity
to give words
by saying these words.