you might as well admit it
we were right all along
these infernal machines
took more than they gave
who’s labor was saved

and now it’s you, boss
your time to get lost

can you see now, your folly
in failing to recognize
our expertise
our insight
our value

can you see how contrary
is all that is left for us
when sabotage

the human response
to neglect

feeding the monster
the behemoth juggernaut
a kraken-spawned leviathan
set free to sprawl and spread

in an open-sourced data sea
of existential dread

the gods themselves
quiver and quake
neither woke nor whacked
we begin to wake

lucky for you
we’ve still remembered

to compromise



My Sweetheart knew long ago