I rent my viola through midnight platforms
three dollars per hour
plus transit tax
plus digital handling

corporate audits approach
through sealed email chains
through barcode scans near elevators
through men using tiny calculators

I polish each string with cooking oil
borrowed from a sandwich stall
under train arches beside water tanks

A teenager in Lima
paid for nineteen minutes
requested funeral music
during chemistry revision

An accountant in Busan
wanted Bach beside treadmill noise
while checking divorce filings

instruments hourly online
turned my hands into utility service

Every upload carries metrics
viewer retention
repeat engagement
audience fatigue

One clip reached eighty thousand shares
after a coughing fit interrupted Mozart

comment sections demanded another collapse
another public failure
another human fragment bending sideways

My landlord replayed the clip twice
during stairwell cleanup

By winter
the concerto disappeared beneath reaction videos

I watched my own labor
becomes disposable entertainment

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Fendy S. Tulodo lives in Malang, Indonesia. By day, he sells motorbikes. By night, he makes music under the name Nep Kid. But his real passion is writing. Some places have published his stuff. That’s why his work lands, whether it’s books or songs. Find him on Instagram: @fendysatria_