[Siu Mi]

Reflection


I've avoided them all and exploited their causes.
The void is the awe in the boyishly awesome.
The trigger is pulled, the shot is this caustic
Leverage that forefeits the thoughtful; reserving the artform.
The pickup line. The colorful lingo. The emoticon's moodlet and jingle.
Lexicon limited; simpleton singles.
This is checkers meets chess- the mission of dickers and chests.
No measurement figures this stretch. Its up to figure and flex.
Intellectual rigor in integral sets. Never the picture in one fixtured collect.
Filter the flaw for the finish. Diminish the wall for for a pincer's respect.
Never the ball for the pitching.
The wisdom, as mentored, is pitch 'shit' the best.
They'll never catch it. A mascara'd career with hashtagged lashes.
A mashbag of glad bag asses, blurred tats and past-fad passions.
Double click for easy love. Observe and hate scrap-mag pageants
of antics of mass cat madness and gat scraps, activists
leeching the collective for sap-clad backings.
Click like. Then share your pretensions. Inflame your addictions.
Fame's your affliction, yet your name lames in conviction.
Don't flatter yourself. Fake an incision and bait; repetition.
Debate no position. Open-faced, closed intentions.
The lobby of jerks circling, gurgling on the lifeblood
Of significant existance, from the quote spammers to selfie thugs.
Life is dying... mind and soul is missing from her body of work.
Only curving bodies that twerk get followed, each zombie is cursed.
Develop your pixelated bias to give us two cents to be worth.
The purest sin has evolved, from the godly in church
To a politics perch. The demons are sated, but grow greedier.
Behold, vanity: a social construct of ancient media.