Anonymity was outlawed last night
in the latest update to the
anti-memory laundering (AML) code
and when I protested in all-caps
"THIS IS ALL A FORM OF PSYCHIC GUN CONTROL"
I was attacked
for my lack
of journalistic spintegrity.
But I remember growing up
I was full
of undocumented agencies
just waiting
to be discovered--
cryptovariable be-ings
and becomings,
strange and novel assimilations
of affordance and affect.
Capable, credential-less and bored
we'd cut class
and pulse, and flex, and flow our way
to rarified enlightenments
like laughter in the clouds.
Everything gets faster now.
Speed devours distance
everything is closer
speed devours time
everything is burnt out.
Inflation is acceleration
that debases what it speeds up
an escape velocity
but from what?
To be moved by the world
is to be in the world
a resonance
rather than a blur.