It's a stupid thing
to have named a game
“Hannah” 33 years ago.
Almost as stupid as wanting
to play it
again
and again.
You put in your quarter
of an hour’s thought
into typing the text
to see what kind
of dopamine you can get.
Pretty
thin
and stringy
I’d say.
The hit, I mean.
Of dopamine.
Would you rather get laid
or a poem out of it?
Maybe not
in so many words.
Advice I’d be wise
to take again
and again.
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