The rats of digital totality
Even when coming home they are already there,
and, most pervert, I have to feed them.
They promised they won't harm me -
as long as I stay faceless for them.
But they do everything to me -
forcing me into agony.
They are coming out of the television,
they are running over my phone
and, most awfully, they are observing me
with eyes of zeros and ones.
It must be a daily nightmare for
only me being disturbed by them.
I cannot fight it, my mind circles:
What is supposed to be the right thing?