Stockholm Syndrome
1 min readOct 6, 2019
“We can’t get away”, they say
And I plug it in for another day
Feeding it
“But I need it for my evening news”
And it uses me, in its own way
I need it
“It’s like it’s always listening”
It speaks to me too, makes me happy
Revealingly
“My information isn’t a product”
But I produce so much and look where I am now
The future
“Will I still be needed?” I feel
I’m being replaced somehow, by something
Better?
But it’s not faceless
It’s human
No I don’t mean ‘it’
I mean the men and women using it
To slowly replace us
Taking the data we produce
Studying our every move in return for the evening news or Angry Birds or nudes
Yet every day
Without fail
I plug it in
And they say we can’t get away
