i once thought that if i listened to a song enough times,
then perhaps i would become like that song,
one with that song,
and i wouldn’t have to worry about identity anymore,
because it would be solidified in the gelatin of harmony
after watching 10 documentaries about cults
in the span of 48 hours,
i’ve come to realize that the modern blueprint to any cult
is to quote any wachowski sister’s movie ad nauseam
and recruit mostly attractive people to make your religion
seem more like a fun weekend party
more so than a brainwashing, life-sucking cult,
and also, i think i realize
that i might already be in a cult,
so there’s that…
my wife is with me because
on the night that i told her i loved her,
i also said that i wouldn’t let the robots eat her or me,
because i knew the key combination of words
that would shut them down,
you know, just in case they got out of hand
Fred Aiken Writing 