"The Techneanthropos"

I surf the electronic waves
Of midnight mass in modern naves
Where everything and nothing saves
I am the Techneanthropos

I am progressing to the mean
The standard model schizophrene
Strung out like icons on the screen
I am the Techneanthropos

I chase like children after kites
So starving for the bytes of bites
That bounce between the satellites
I am the Techneanthropos

How can I not look as a rule
At that face floating on the pool
But if I do then I’m the fool
I am the Techneanthropos