Even if we don’t understand it there’s still an even
chance; like, it isn’t challenging our existence - or
have I missed a nuance, a sleeping in front of TV
kind of intelligence I’m unaware of, or that bent of
notoriously bartered agreeance arranged so we’d
never need to be confronted by it’s reality; not as
if we’d apparently see differences between it and
any mischance of fate in our worst nightmares
So where does it leave us - aware but not awake
I’d guess, more or less habituated to what should
be a concern if we could see the sign, and if able
to read it - espy propriety rights already inscribed
to outside agencies; it hardly comes a surprise -
especially where the advantage’s been tamed
© 5 February 2016, I. D. Carswell
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