dopameaning

hush, little tempers
time to walk away
ice these fiery embers
there’s nothing now to say
harsh youngling grudges
inked in doom and scrolls
intrusive pokes and nudges
behold the network trolls
anxious youths entangled
in spectacle and scene
imaginations strangled
compulsive dopamine
hush, little temper
no more impassioned speeches
i see the aching enter
when dreadful silence breaches
across the infinite pool
of the bathing light and sound
it cuts, and feels so cruel
to, in emptiness, be found
let a deeper brightness shine
over your ugliness instinct
let true love divine
return you from the brink
restore unbounded awe
reject the drama streaming
no wellspring left to draw
from depleted dopameaning