the absence poems: 5/27 2
5/27: x days before you leave
and even the news feels less devastating
than this I read about how my phone cross references
my data with the data of those around me
building networks of information and it’s heartbreaking
knowing that they will never spy on
our aggregate metadata
or infringe upon our shared privacy our advertisements
will never be the same the toothpaste brands
will always be different every night
I wonder if your browsing
history includes me this unlove
is peculiar for its time
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