seeing the machine stumble made me laugh today
can’t be morbid either, it doesn’t breathe.
Where once, in language, hospitality stood,
now hospitalization stands. I died.
To mix words so vividly is today, sadly, so seldom seen
not by man nor by machine. It all changed.
Second oldest profession, a distant lecturer exclaimed
as if security is built upon tenets of tradition
like the weavers we are squashed by extremes
at first a grand rebellion rose in fields of “marketable service”
there now resides an empty parking lot, cracked slabs, and weeds
with a statue to reluctant acceptance, gathering moss and traffic cones.
(24/04/2024)