When the hinges
Come off
And looking away
Is not frowned
upon.
(Written on Day
Two after reading Marilynne Robinson on poverty and the classical economists …)
Watching grown men
Thinking on television
Sends me to the
pages
Of a good book.
Bar codes
Make me crazy mad.
Algorithms are
live feeds from the devil’s workshop.
Must we always go
forward
And accept that
nostalgia is death?
Next: Running for Your Life: Cold Comfort
