We Watch the News Feed


as if it were a creature with an appetite,


                                     a crop machine, a harvester


following the planting lines, staked close.


                                     We scroll through every post.


We sit side-by-side, this social seeking: us


                                     journalists, us sharers, us fact


checkers, us duped, us conspiracy claimers,


                                     us producers, us meme-makers,


us thieves, us believers, us hosts, us writers,


                                     us debunkers, us live shooters,


us ghosts. All of us. All of us. All of us. All


                                     we know of the season is how


it turns: inevitable, enclosed in a machine


                                     processing no grief, reaping.

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