I crawled along the corridor of life
carrying the cogent plans of the clever
whose want is to waken us instantly,
look at messages from every corner of
the earth on themes
and memes and news and queues
of things they want us to know.
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The weight wormed into my back
and heart, bearing the dying and
of the tears of those working,
mining, suffering, bullied and lost
so that we can send a blooded email.
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We’re booked and bound by
invisible threads in the air,
violating lands so far away so that
we can play with our slave made stuff
and joke that we’re, oh, so woke.
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Tantalum, platinum, palladium and niobium
lithium, indium, gallium and women’s bodies,
copper, gold, silver, tin, phosphorus,
antimony, arsenic, kid’s childhoods,
boron, men’s lives, manganese,
====================
silicon and poverty in thought
and act and deed bringing loneliness
and an aching loss for those times
when we spoke and not poke,
and made friends face to face.
