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It’s been a while. And there’s a *lot* of exciting stuff to share in the coming weeks. But this one is a little different. I’m sharing a poem.
At Koodos, we try to co-create with our community. A common theme that always bubbles up is digital burnout. In designing our own experiences, we try to center on these strong emotions and build thoughtfully.
This poem is inspired by our community’s stories, and my own experience. It was written in a desperate burst at 1AM last Saturday night after a long day of scrolling.
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wake up
face ID to unlock
wash my face
log in
password123
don't text me another code
i pick the mountains
three times
to prove my humanity to a robot
then grant you contact access
to text my ex.
let them know i'm here.
i start writing a bio
to compensate for
shots not shot
my head is in the clouds
even if i'm out of AWS credits.
you tell me to snap out of it.
but i'm just too zoomed out
to zoom in
on dispo.
"you have three invites!"
but i have no one to give them to.
you were my only fan.
MrBeast told me
he'd give me a million dollars,
but the gas fees were too high.
i tune in to Post Malone
on Pokemon
to deal with the PTSD.
retail therapy
with the new drop,
so i beg my parents for robux
order, then choose next day delivery.
but I can't plan for tomorrow
if it's not on my calendar.
it’s past my bedtime
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xx
To experience this poem with hyperlinks click here - the hyperlinks break the flow of the poem, serving as meta-commentary on the modern condition.
If you’d like to buy this poem, it’s for sale here. Yes, the meta-commentary continues.