The revolution will be televised.


You will stay in your house,


complacent
On your couch,


eating Cheetos while it happens.


You won’t be able to disconnect,


to tune out.


You’ll be distracted from the truth


even if tangible.
The revolution will be televised,


and you’ll be lost between dabs and 2cs,


reciting verses from a lagomorph


lulling you to sleep.


They’ll televise the revolution


challenging your intellect,


bringing it to your doorstep,

knocking


via TikTok,


tip top,


cropped top,


crack rock,

‘Gram.
The revolution will be televised


in full format,


at the swipe of your finger,


refreshing your stories


with hashtags and logos—


live streams


between sponsored stories,


beer commercials,


mental health ads,


Porn,


memes,


kombucha recipes,


homemade sourdough,


drugs for man-made diseases.


no hitting the streets
looking for it
they’ll stream it
,

you’ll click LIKE,


share the rage of the moment,


while the algorithm

suggests another campaign.


The screen will feed you
the carving of ruins in real time,


leaders drooling Zionism


and making pools

of lucrative victimization.


You will see the 40s in our 20s.


Their puppets will mortgage the planet’s future.


They will broadcast

gluttons
 confiscating aid


while people
 smell the food
from the other side of a wall.
The revolution will be televised,


communicated with emojis and kitty filters,


taglines manufactured by influencers.


And when they demand justice
In their live sessions,


you’ll vote in their digital polls.
The revolution will trend sporadically,


until the next celebrity scandal


displaces it from prime time.


Politicians will make threads with fist emojis


sponsored by AIPAC and their paid servitude.
The revolution will be televised,


brought to you by:


insert conglomerate


offered by optimization

it will be announced
by a trending harlequin.
It will be televised,


it’ll warp your soul


like botox does your shell


ozempic your guts.


The revolution will be an empty tagline for imbeciles.


It will make you believe you are doing something,


the right thing.


It will dictate what justice is to you,


you’re a singular snowflake


melting


sublingually.


There will be posted photos
of you with signs


and celebrities cozied up to the cause


will discard it
like polyethylene.
The revolution will be televised,


you’ll engage from your hospital gurney,


bloated from a religious diet of forever chemicals:


PFAs


BPA


BPS


PVC


PBDEs


DBP


PBCBs


TCE


POPs


Blue #1 #2


Green and Red #3 and #40


Yellow #5 and #6


Polyester.
All the television networks will broadcast it,


ABC

CBS

NBC

CNN

MSNBC

FOX.

Your favorite YouTubers

will wallow


in their 1M views

like swine in mud

with a sociopath smile

they’ll forecast


the nearing collapse.
The revolution will be televised,


Most will do nothing.
Some will.


It will be televised,


updates

ticktock
announcements of rigged elections,
ticktock


death counts,


ticktock


natural disasters,


ticktock


ceasefire,


ticktock


broken,


ticktock


tariffs,


ticktock


we have the first trillionaire,


ticktock


Blackrock,


ticktock


Vanguard,


ticktock


State Street,


ticktock


starvation.
To them


rage is an asset

love a liability.
The revolution will be televised,


and the manosphere

will fill your judgment
with stale Darwinism.


It won’t matter 


if you scream,


if you burn,


if you cry.


Everything turned into content.


There will be no memory.


When the screen turns off


and your brain
 is tumefact from the noise,


the revolution will be broadcasting,


you’ll be a metric,


a product.
The revolution will be televised.


There will be images of pigs


abusing the power


your taxes fund.


Satraps separating families.


They’ll televise ICE imitating the Gestapo.


abuses to the vulnerable


while others

fill their mouths with poison.
The revolution will be televised,


and you’ll be preoccupied


with Pascal’s latest movie


but not the parasites squirming in your toilet
or your legislature.
The revolution will be televised,


and you’ll deap-throat it
chased by a sip of starbucks or coca-cola.
The revolution will be televised,


sempiternally regurgitated


until you consent to conflict


and operate exclusively from it.


The revolution is being transmitted,


and you will do nothing.