vanishing internet
the dead door yawns, screens flicker
fragments stay awake

vanishing internet
the dead door yawns, screens flicker
fragments stay awake
goggles of the mind
genai bubbles pop, pop
art survives the noise
not human, post harm
fake ai run accounts drift
we stop the strange tide
knife in the wood wind
the autonomous mind hums, cuts
thundercat in steel
ai, gatekeeper
the hammer of myth—gardened hands
house of vibes, ash
neon posters, erased
Final Destination glows cheap
art survives the shred
private data centers hum
data centers breathe heavy
the spark of art remains
the dominos fall soft
openAI hides in corridors
silence with a button
burned by the blog glow
bankruptcy hums in the feed
art, not alive, sighs
slop machine coughs
AI dreams drift through offices
horror of velvet code
ram sticks whisper soft,
140 dollars of fear chant—
dollars drown in code.
floating little guy,
behind scenes speed drawing spins on—
art and code collide.
Grey council echoes,
Grenfell cost-cutting shadows fall—
quiet streets count scars.
burnt data morning,
smell of silicon and coffee—
muse hides in the blur.
windy streets hum,
screens glow like gas station neon—
human, AI, blur.
a quiet, stubborn vow
to seek the old fires of craft
man + mind, nothing more
news arrives, altered
genAI, silent, hollow
bare bones of craft persist
Followers, bots, companions
collecting data, never seen
human hands still write night
three lines pulse, cut and spill
garbled rhythm, everyday noise
surreal, mundane, thin air
lost jobs hover, AI
the room yawns, a quiet screen
coffee steams, truth slips by