“What do you know of loneliness? You turn on your television and find pieces of yourself in the jabbering mouths of talking faces; they laugh – you laugh they cry – you cry they think – you think they feel – you feel the same, always the same; mirrored is the image of your identification as a member of the human species, and you can feel less alien at the mere switch of a button. // What do you know of rage? You sway along when the radio plays, when singers sing you can relate; not a single song feels like s a t c n g c r h i finger – nails so in a way each song reminds you that you do in fact ( ( b e l o n g ) ) and you can feel less alien at the mere switch of a button. // What do you know of love? When you can’t differentiate between the lips you’ve tasted and the hands you’ve touched [ same // same ] [ skin on skin; ] [ p r e s s u r e ] ; when your heart is just an organ that pumps blood; when it’s all just serotonin and dopamine to the point you can be with whoever seems to be most practical at any given moment – * a movie script // sheet music you follow a standardized protocol and if you feel it no longer serves you purpose you turn it all off – at the mere switch of a button.”