Sister Lúcia,
who art somewhere,
on the OnlyFans of unfinished creations,
between the deep web and ChatGPT
Hallowed be thy lack of method,
thy creative chaos come,
thy absence be done
on stage as it is in the endless scroll.
Give us this day our daily meme,
and forgive us our clichés,
as we forgive Teatro da Comuna.
Lead us not into the algorithm,
but deliver us from the cringe.
For thine is the vision,
and the 5G punkness,
Aiii, men