Pseudocode stage


The same machinations
but you hacked yourself not to comply
Still childishly craving distance through sexualization
you rewired your adult conscience to override

But all this new code doesnt change the power of one good look or a shaking hand or a wry smile

A strong hug makes the system default

You’ll
still
fuck
anything
that
walks

Zeros and ones baby
That’s all we flesh machines have got