A vast digital ocean of goods that hold zero tolerance for blank space in their transparent place holding collective…It sways and ebbs and flows as eyeballs sink, slowly at first but slowly, inexorably these little lifeboats of eyes get swallowed by junk…
The glistening, shiny, shimmering liquid metal gleam that hides the truth of every molecule behind some cool, ahem…marketing pitch.
We’re fucked…thoroughly fucked with every inch of space we cover in our search for something better than what we have in the real world…Gargoylesharks patrol these waters, their digital retinas hypersensitive for prospective victims.
These click through demons rent and tear their victims down in that viscous netherworld of product…product for everyone and everything at anytime and anyplace.
A Coat of Red Paint In Hell 