I Get Used To Or What? Poem by Atef Ayadi

i am not saying
i am numb, so dump that
i will never figure it out.

or maybe,
it is possible.
after all, we all are living in
comfort,
of our cubical homes,
with our plastics,
silverware,
gold-ware,
alexa,
siri,
cortana,
and google's 'je ne sais pas quoi? '
i mean the perfect
civilization-al possible
but,
with
multiple dramatic
and theatrical settings,
in order to cultivate
diversities and new ideas, and
ta little
bluff for our beloved minorities and minimum wage
salves
i belong to the second category.
m lovin it. what you can do?
we all become stue-pee and do
the right wrong thing instead
of doing that thing that
looks so wrong
in the beginning but
sparky and shiny right at the end,
most of the time,
no differences in the out comes.
i admit myself.
with no regrets.
i have no regret algorithm anyway.
because i neutralized it.
the way some folks get neutralized
while crossing borders.