weapons of mass distraction

 

"Weapons of Mass Distraction"

 

 

Screens glow like altars.
We kneel,
thumbs twitching prayers
to gods of noise.

 

The loudest silence
is the one
we scroll past.

 

Billboards bloom
like invasive flowers,
their petals of neon
masking the stars.

 

We are armed not with rifles,
but with endless feeds,
notifications detonating
in the pocket.
The war is not for land,
but for attention.

 

Somewhere,
a child waits for a story
that is not interrupted
by a ringtone.

 

The weapon is simple:
keep you from yourself.

 

 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

 

 

 

screens bloom everywhere—
the silence we never hear
is a loudest war.




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