We are all Caterpillars
Downloaded links of life and death, love and loss
Seen on a touch screen
Off planet tourists from some far away orbital platform
Frail bodies out of proportion and not quite human.
We wait for the voyeurs
A cave filled with Mastodons
Impersonal reality, not threatening, not observed.
Who can get there first to capture the glyphs on the wall
for digital posterity?
Politely refusing to discuss death
endlessly distracted
This is not reality
our version of reality
but only the authorities can handle that
Maybe we will find the prize video
something to show proudly to friends
imagine something chaotic
raw moments of blood and pain
uploaded to a personal space.
Leonard Faux-en. green tea, wine, exercise.
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