We had priests, now we have presets;
MP3 players—not empty prayers—
shuffling/saving when we need it.
Conceited little heathens, there’s
not even a reason to believe; it
conceives new gods when we want their
influence. Reverence bleeds its
obsolescence down to nothing as we’re
shuffling, saving when we need it.
Angels and demons, saying their
names to drag and drop into our playlists,
conceive new gods when we want their
“Likes,” “Follows,” and their “Favourites.”
We playback together what our peers share;
shuffling saving when we need it
conceives new gods when we want them, and where.