NOT YET AND YET

tumbled into it
staring into the vid
bereft of frames
like old Teddy West's biology class
as he silently chalks a diagram
and we meekly sketch
for no good reason
a map of the college plumbing

what do we have here
the artifices of indulgence
intertriggerings of digerati
scatter flutter ensembles
haemorrhoidal polaroids
45 degree tumbleweed
videos like failed dreams
the architecture of nausea

luckily we are joined
by Bia the dog
hot on the trail
of digital footprints
ears pricking
as bird calls dance in data sets
lamenting in latent space
with ghostly signalling

we try to focus
feeling very diffracted
then up pops Bruno Latour
a temporal artefact
if ever there was one
while under the table
Bia mumbles something
gives me a nudge

giving thanks
for the unknown provenance
of unknown providence
we chew over a rhizome
fuelling our flexing
of infovasculature
overcoming lossy compression
with recursive processing

we contemplate
implied consent
promptly engineered with
implied contempt
read the farcebook phrasebook
move fast and break things
a slogan well-received
Bia's tail a blur.

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