Do You Have the Time?
Do You Have the Time?
Where has the time gone?
You look between the sofa cushions:
Remnants of yesterdays,
Stale reminders,
Reduced to crumbs, ashes, and trash.
Were you effective,
Or just another consumer -
Endlessly plodding the repeating track,
Supporting a system made for everyone else?
What victory can you claim in this?
The machines soon obsolescent,
The housing almost up to code,
The food poisoned,
The water slimed,
The air clogged,
All so you can strap on the VR goggles to escape it.
What victory is there in this?
Climb back on the treadmill,
Vacation is over,
Share your digital representations as proof that you were
somewhere,
Anywhere.
As long as it wasn’t here.
Is that where the time has gone?
Is it in the cloud?
On a flash drive?
Have you saved it there to make room for the drudgery?
Pixels more real than memory,
Affirmations of your lack of capture,
Now free to return to the construct you neither own,
Nor clearly see.
Where has the time gone?
Recorded as so many hours to your credit,
Totted up and added to your account,
Presented to you as value,
Allowing you to consume.
To be a part.
To be the construct.
Where has the time gone?
You gave it to them.
They gave you a job.
Take a picture…
You're going to need it.
Cliff Lake 11/17/2022
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