Corner me in a box,
Trap on the web,
Hook me on the net
Until I struggle no more.
Twist the truth
And tweet it through
For the clock birds to sing
Snatch me from the street,
Snap me on the screen
Crop me and filter me until I am no more,
Hanging pixel in a bit vortex,
Spiraling wave of digital trash;
Big data in a horror game
Keeping the Spirit tamed
And the animal loose.