Dopamine Machines
Stranded, I can't speak your language,
I’m branded unacceptable by those
who need a spirit level to think,
the docile drug themselves with anti-populist headlines,
every form of conversation and language
spits bile into the interlude, who needs drugs
when you've got a dopamine machine,
the collective feeling of being excepted
via parasocial connections,
let's normalise the fact
we don't know each
other and never will
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