Sycophantic Ads

Mar 3

Written By Ed Cichon

Sycophantic ads stalk me home and harass my attention like hellhounds

They stare me down with wide, gnarling smiles

Vampiric phantasms on blood moon mornings

That swell and swirl within my pocket

Statistics from a stroll stitched together like some unholy cyber Frankenstein

With the aid of a small dose of Thanatos,

I question function

And how a circulatory system works when powered by coagulation

Sink your teeth into me

And drain me dry,

CityVet,

I don’t even have a pet

Ed Cichon

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