Especially now, with the cat out of the bag
the holiday season ready to pounce
and your latest tête-à-tête simmering in the atelier . . .
Listening to covers while journaling
will buy you the anonymity
you've convinced yourself you need
and enable you to resume your place in line . . .
The Persian rug in the room is gone
as are the white beaches
with the beached iMacs . . .
You've been fortunate enough
to live the life of make-believe,
and get away with it, for the most part . . .
I'm surprised you were never called
to the front office, that strange transfer station
populated with mannequins
of questionable character . . .
If only you had described the beauty
of the algorithm you wrote that tied it all together,
you could have redeemed the coupons
downloaded in anticipation . . .
That would have been quite a coup . . .
Too late now . . . Too late for most things . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |