Big Search
random
2012 Jan 10
pulled in quicksand
big search land
extended waves
and
your head
expands.
your highest bookmark,
an endless dead link dead letter
office file purveyor
of junk sponsors
of the obvious.
nothing now is unknown; only obscured.
every day is national inside out day day.
just hint at brilliance
that’s enough for the shareholders.
you’re just a company
that’s always in front of me,
false mysteries where fact should be,
let truth kiss the lies.
the seduction is fiction.
and what of true fiction
in a non-fiction state?
you’re way into the story.
i am not completely in the system.
i do not use my real name almost anywhere anymore.
my intuition is not coded.
would you really want to rule the world?
decide fates?
know all the answers?
never is the longest latency.
