Age of the GIF

Set off into the unseasonable lapse of weather
Through fog denser than a climate change denier's skull
I stand where sea and sky are smudged; all outlines dissipate
It looks like the horizon got pissed off and ran away

I hate to sleep, prefer to dance in circadian rhythm
She feels her heartbeat in the iris of her eye
Its taxing in a sense both figurative and literal
The way our bodies break so we can stay alive

I don't think I can wait
Decades for all the old ways to die
We lie in hypnagogic state
Can't agree enough to organize
The spread of reason 
Ends without liason
The Information Age itself will one day be replaced
We are the snake that eats itself
It fractals and repeats
Every eternal reoccurance somehow stranger than the last

But writing songs about corruption won't change anyone's minds
At best your friends and listeners already agree
The opposition laughs, your best efforts just feed the fire
How can so many people think society peaked in 1983?

Logic has no business here
Cognitive dissonance prevails
Think you've come to learn?
Go on and bask in the advertisements
We all love to pontificate
And pretend we are intricate
But we all wear a tourniquette
Around our respect and etiquette

Fact
Defunct
Graveyard of data whirlpools all around
De facto 
Disjunct
Analytical Charybdis swallows every sound
We, the Anthropocene,
Breathe and breed the future
Between reality and memes,
I've forgot what's funny anymore