Hey nostriches.

I've been on a month long x detox.

A Detoxxiter.

some thoughts came to mind. Here's one of them.

The Gulliver trap

Thin liine after line, lashing around. Filament habits.

Tiny incremental cuts...

Grab and scroll.

Pick up and swipe.

Pick up and...

What was I going to say?

Swipe? Which way?

What for?

For the web weavers to deliver my

soothing slug of

Hedonic satisfaction.

Aaah.

Here I lie.

Stranded and immobile.

Tied up.

Worn down.

Run out.