I’m a curated conglomerate
A popup museum, vaguely human
My exhibits don’t have to mean anything,
As long as they draw a crowd.
I’ll watch any guru on YouTube
Because I don’t trust my intuition
I operate on superstition
For all the wrong things.
You ask me to help others,
And I’ll gladly oblige,
If I can record it for likes
Who cares if it’s staged?
Some fear the rise of AI but I’ve sold my feelings
Yet I’ll buy anything to prove my identity
I’m a corporation’s wet dream
As long as there’s a discount code.
– Sara Myriad
2 Comments
Lucky Number Eleven
Powerful. Truly powerful. We are all lost in this mess. But we fight on, trying to prove we’re human. 🙏
Carter Moody
Sara, bring your “popup museum,” very supremely human, back to I.G. and here soon. — Carter