A Naturalist Poem


for Benjamin Bourlier


i was thinking about social


networks and thought


this is stupid; i hate everyone


& thus our synchronicity is networked


(i thought this


             even before


             i thought this


                            even before)


ancient history bends itself


around a kind of labor we are allowed


             not


             to enjoy


like the dog wants to engage


itself in some butt


                            where it becomes


                            a community


                            becomes space

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