take the oath

(( an old poem ))

Online and installed

A vehicle for collective mourning is now adapted for virtual viewing

I wanted to re envision technology, she is saying,

I wanted to respond to these new CONDITIONS

Obscured by flowers, and bows, and stars, 

It all feels so remote

This sickening, nauseating familiarity

Replacing old ways of fucking, of loving, of being, of knowing

I am a cyber pixie, an oracle of the small screen:

All those ancient theologies are nothing compared to these new transformations

You lay down on the sidewalk

You close your eyes

You take the oath

Your reflections on memory and place

Now floating somewhere along the path toward distant stars