little straight lines across arms reminders of a physical form the feelings of pain expressed; endorphin disclosure forlorn chasing the dragon’s tail of chemicals in the release a missing soul some practice of an emotional data dump without a compass needle bereft of ego no sum, ego Facebook is our confessor it’s always on emptying ourselves into the digital authenticity death drive laying siege to selfish compulsive ego some radical transparency guised as a cynical truth of feeding the machine perpetual need for achievement