engine empire, cathy park hong
Wednesday, August 21st, 2013
- the booming trade of information
- exists without our paid labor
- what to do with all this leisure
- I blink at my orange trees
- spangled with captions,
- landscapes overlaid
- with golden apps and speculation
- nudging hope like the sham
- time machinist who returns from
- the future, convincing
- everyone with his doctored
- snapshots of restored
- prosperity and a sea full
- of whales huge as ocean liners
- singing the call-note of our
relieved tears.
