One Day You Will Go Quietly Insane Poem by Mark Heathcote

If you want to reject yesterday's humdrum wage-earning survival system of 9 to 5. Create a blog that sells social media epitaphs of your own imminent daily exposure to the world going viral. Become a global enigma everybody loves but nobody knows; in short, become an image and then brand it over and over. Use doctored images, edit all the negatives and adopt a fake self-evolved attitude as the new you. Be that robotic shop window mannequin for the world to view that's the future, that's your domain. But beware one day you will go quietly insane and pick up a razor blade and as you cry for help the network will go down on another transient like or love—you just sadly couldn't live without.