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Everything We Did for The Corporations We Did for Free




There were many days when you thought 
of just driving
many days where the soot-burned blackness 
of your teeth and the itchy-red 
of your eyes and the way
your clothes soaked up sweat was a comfort,
the prospect of a day spent driving was a comfort, because at least 
you were moving toward something

still moving like the mornings 
in Geneva with Silone, the city underwater 
and the sun still not up, her with all her hands 
and fingers tangled against the windows 
and the birds madly chittering.
The church bell would sound five 
blocks away to the unmoving city that sat 
like a great toad undisturbed 
by all around it and she would make
the tiniest sound "ah"






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I have ten diskettes brimming with media. In my tarot it is always cups, always the same four: love, death, change, destruction. The way the leaves curl at the edges, like fingers clutching. Often at bedtime there's a blue light winking in the corner of your mouth. Like I saw on an immense 3D AdvoTech Dreamersive. I think they're selling us a future, or maybe just a way to forget. Because what's the point of living if you can't have cheap wireless tough cases?





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