The Persuasion Of Pixels

If I climb into the pixels
will I negate the good sense
to cultivate the wizardry
of my unique capabilities?
 
Do I dull the soul’s engagement
with an act of distraction
expecting an extravagant splash
by digesting contrived trash?
 
At what point did I settle
for a malnourished diet
of formulaic prediction?
 
Am I so disguised by the mass depression
infiltrating our troubled sphere
that I accept artistic debasement
rather than meaningful engagement?
 
I have been infected by the message
subliminally drawn to the spectacle
that I am spoon fed to devour
to divest my of any power.