'it is quite easy to appear modern
while in reality being the biggest damnfool ever born'
charles bukowski
our own personal electric eye
is always on
always there
like a trainee at work is there
new shiny keen
a sponge for knowledge
for short cuts and tricks
and
after your job
~
i remember a different world
a world plugged in
and then unplugged for lightning
bedtime
and
caution
a world before phones
going to school
summer new trousers hemmed cut grass
the paws and nose of a friendly retriever
under the gate on the corner
my first house key in my pocket
with
a
plastic
mouse
~
now brand new tech is here
its in there with our fluff and crumbs
shiny wrappers and heavy change
and
its
c o n n e c t e d
to
e v e r y t h i n g
by
i n v i s i b l e
sci fi
in
the
air
thru walls and windows and cement
our shopping lists and reminders
our love texts and high scores
go into orbit
to
china peru
and venus
~
controlled magics
dark blackside
everyday miracles
function creep
our invited stalker
our Hub and Control
as if by order
we keep it close by our boiled balls
~
looks forward and back
looks up
films inside our pocket
snaps our feet
files our minutia detritus
not never no anymore
can we been
unseen
in
any
of
the
dark corners
doing secrets with our body and minds
