I drool sanitised thoughts onto my crumb-littered chest
As plastic apparitions mouth aphorist wisdom on the screen
Offence! Offence!
Apologise!
Deny!
If in doubt: Lie!

My pulse does not race at the products on display
My dreams are hollowed-out peanut shells
Obey! Obey!
Conform!
Deny!
If in doubt: Buy!

My neck is poised to accept the blade
I will not notice the separation
Oblivion! Oblivion!
Accept!
Deny!
If in doubt: Die!