Perfectly Clear

...pretty soon you'll have to be wary of who your FRIENDS are, because they will start 'tangent-targeting' you for Likes, dislikes, reviews....creepy stuff.

Big Brother, under the covers.

You never want a FRIEND.

Surely don’t need lovers.

I am a man of no culture. Not dwelling in the web. Hidden, airborne like vapor. Not a trail to follow. Nor a scent to sniff. What appears structured, just hollow. Not a Who. Not an If. No culture, no face to render, no credit...cash tender.

“He looked like……..”

“He was……..”

‘Yes I saw him, but not really...”

“Yes , for awhile, we were face-to-face. No I can’t describe him. Not at all.”

“I couldn’t tell you…”

“No, no one else was there. I was alone. I am sure. Saw no one…”

“We have surveillance.

“That wasn’t him.”

“I swear he wasn’t there.”

And these were the eyewitnesses.

This is how you have to be.

Spill your guts on the network and they learn about you

Too much about you

Your odd notions,

families

failures

emotions

frailties

fantasies

 ....and finances

Blab away

Easy prey

Online each day

No one cares

what you have to say

But they...

They do.

Best stay silent

Just Go away

Don’t scan

Don’t swipe

Burn

Don’t shred

Stray out, but if you must

Wear hats 
or bland disguises
in streets
shops
malls
or city bus

Don't borrow
Don't buy
Don't obsess
Don't possess

Change your look

…your identity to unlikely

nothing unexpected

but change it often

go unconnected

strip naked
go bare
Meld, blend, bleed,
unseen

Live somewhere barren

off a highway

Too long…

Too out of the way

No reason to go looking

And every reason to stay

Hidden in a desert

A lizard on a rock

There if you look hard

Gone before you can

Just a sense of exit

A flash before it’s gone

Yet I am sure they are looking

Spy sat’s overhead

Chameleon reeling on their screen

Drones driven to distraction

No target to target

Growing bored

by what’s ahead

Choppers shop the wasteland

Too hot to shop too long

Too grueling for the resolute

Backbreaking for the strong

As far away as forever

And still stay upon the sphere

They won’t cease looking

                                                                       

...when
I've always been right here.