I sit in the dark,
Tend to it like a garden,
The arrangement of each petal is essential,
I curate it like a beautiful heaping beast,
I sit back,
I stop,
I wait,
I look back,
It’s wrong again,
It always needs upkeep,
Uptake.
It’s never right,
It never reflects me,
How can it?
Relationships live and die through it,
It is the killer of nuance,
The perpetrator of loss,
Equalizer of identity,
Primary action is filtered through it,
The last intersection,
It tells me who loves me and hates me,
What is visible and invisible is the new body language,
Every connection is as transient as the attention span.
An opportunity to know nothing about everyone.
How fortunate.
Why engage when there sits the prime opportunity of the essence of passing time?
Do something by waiting for the time to pass,
Continue to visit those who bore you,
Lose it,
Lose yourself,
Become the thing,
Don’t do anything.
It’s okay because you like it,
It’s okay because you don’t remember what it feels like to have one entire brain,
It is embarrassing to spin in a circle.
Scream at me,
Plot against me,
Tell me I’m wrong,
Tell me I’m right,
Try to build something then tear it down,
Leave and come back and leave and come back,
Spit on social politics,
Use words incorrectly,
Make fun of people,
Stop neutering.
I need to continue knowing the scent of not expecting something,
I feel frightened by each and every day in my bones and it is beautiful,
I love to watch the social masks of others slip because they’ve stopped training the muscle.
The first response of audible communication is the greatest loss of the decade.
I’m supposed to accept your quiet descent into a personified aesthetic?
I’m supposed to respond to your digital diss?
Coward, fade into the oblivion you adore.
Smoking crack is like peddling a public brand persona of listening to music outdoors,
That’s an analogy in case you forgot what that is,
In the sense that both are a waste of time and 99% are probably losing money by pursuing this activity,
If you have something to say to someone,
Say.
It.
Devoting time to synthesizing communal digital gestural communication marketed for one person is making nothing,
Devoting time to nothing will make you nothing.
I create my reality,
I speak,
I wish you would too,
Because you were something,
Now you’re nothing,
And I really love you.