Miles of Human Files [Today's News
Poem, February 10, 2012]
A
loneliness file: apartment, an isle—
Classified,
epic, layered with red brick.
If
the marquee calls in the hall of halls
As
wind does battle with door-frame rattles,
Watch
the water non-water monitor
And
touch the unknown; the fleeting, the flown.
Burn
your mascara, corneas, era.
You
have indexed lusts and electron busts
And
changed the texture of surface: sex-pure,
Gloss
and odious—flaws and hideous.
“Imagine looking for a house in San
Francisco or one of the nicer parts of Silicon Valley, which are
already among the most expensive parts of the country. Now imagine
having to bid against a legion of newly minted Facebook
millionaires.”
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/02/09/us/california-housing-market-braces-for-facebook-millionaires.html
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