when privacy died

na.

there was a time

i remember it well

when one could go away for a

while &

not be noticed.

 

there was a time

i remember it well

when one could turn off everything &

not be contacted,

not be sought after,

not be checked up on,

not be held to a response,

not be interrupted &

not be harmed.

 

there was a time

when two lovers could

pack themselves away,

far from prying eyes,

far from curious conspirators,

far from the rest of the

vultures

who prey upon fleeting bits of

happiness, like they hadn’t had a

bite of carcass to eat in

days.

 

there was a time

when the youth of the world,

didn’t voluntarily offer up all the details of

their lives

to those very same agencies of government

who will come to their house &

tear them from their families,

who will lock them up & throw away the

key,

who will keep them incarcerated for the better part

of their known existence,

just because zuckerberg, dorsey & the rest of the

opportunists,

said so.

 

but when privacy died

everything changed,

lighting the fuse for the slavery to come.

 

lighting the fuse for the slavery to come.

 

lighting

the

fuse

for

the

slavery

to

come.