once
upon
a time
19 hundred 68 is over
is thin politics
dashed, disconnected,
diachronicity
indicating
technology’s noisy cataclysm
& flashing strobe
boxed in a dusty garage
19 hundred 98 is over
is how to scratch
the future
when it’s gone,
thinking pastness
is up ahead
20 oh 8 is over
is atmospheric brooding,
interpretation rules
the day, the weeks,
years, the centuries
sliding in
to hide beneath
the warmth of flock and shoddy,
ruffling
dust in the circuitry
20 ten
is nothing else –
laser beam a pilot’s eyes,
upstage an apocalypse,
my ten cent technophile
you’re in my echo chamber,
my feedback loop
20 twelve
is corporately social, filtered,
nothing deviant here,
hop away now, recharge,
unencumbered
&
unapologetic
Nina –
an entry in a ledger,
all’s big data
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