It Got Us Where We Are [poem]

Swiping aimlessly, through blurred faces I see, though only primally, what's important to me. Understandably, when we're all bred to breed the best of our best, and big breasts best feed, and eyes for asses of mass is far from a mystery, as the masses of fats says they eat regularly; Nutritionally they'll support well the seed. Superficial it may be, and it may make you angry, but it got us to the point where we now swipe on a screen. I'd say it's worked successfully, but hey, feel free to judge me, (just sayin') we're so advanced we can now think and disagree.