Eulogy For TikTok

A meditation in the least commercial medium humanly possible

Poetry is the antithesis of video content. Video content online is a huge money maker. Poetry is not commercial. Today, in memory of TikTok, I have an authored a poem to commemorate the moment. It’s possible TikTok will be Jesus-like, resurrected, if not by God, then by The D*nald. Capitol Hill is our Golgotha. Will a new religion spring forth?

I was going to do a Shakespeare parody, but instead, this came out. A commercial hit, It will not be. I have a whole book of poetry; you can purchase it here (amazon affiliate link). Or another here. Or my Inessential Pharmacology book of prose about drugs. Absent TikTok, I’m left plugging products in a words-only sales funnel like a CHUMP. This will…never do.