On the selfie map of the city
This is a hotspot
The ether is shimmering
With the back and forth of data packets
Filtering cherished pixels
Conveying them to favoured destinations
I cannot turn without feeling
The blast hit me
So I cave in
Like any mammal in underpants
Like any gauzy manimal
Hold high the holy rectangle
Brandish the pearlescent, squeeze out a grin
That says what fun I'm having
In this hotspot
In this coveted point
Down in this gravity well
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