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Mere Data
04:25
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Control Shift and R gets a hard refresh
New remarks to see that we wish we’d missed
Each loading up of the page a crisp harvest of our worst
Euphemised we blithely say in gallows humor well rehearsed
// In another tab
Loading up the map
See what’s on the ground
Of the streets in question
I click and I step
Both forward and Back
Walking paths where war
from the days before//
Tab back to the live feed, our words heartless since we’re numb
Making half informed guesses where they’ll be advancing from
Every few hundred scrolled lines a firsthand story breaks the mold
We cringe to think these are lives and not mere data to review
History now brought to us all instant and live
At the cost of becoming thoroughly desensitized
Any brief discomfort can be simply brushed aside
As we sit here counting casualties to pass the time
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Glowing Gray
03:25
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Sky Glowing Gray
the seagulls take dark shapes
En route to celebration
While globally we play
// We can dance through the plagues
In cavorting Masquerades
We can watch live video
As they mortar all the homes//
Praise ourselves for enduring
Endless zoom meetings
Finding good delivery
And half-assed quarantining
—All making the best of
our limited perspective
But the tv in the background’s
breaking news is constant
And there’s only so much
Attired prancing around
Drinking on the job’s tab
Before we start to feel bad—
Watching the neighborhoods
As clusterbombs spark the sky
On the nonstop cable news
behind the bartenders smile
Tank tracks rip brown gashes
safe across a sea or two
On pale wheat field grasses
unaffected by what we do
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Self Care
03:10
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Advertised self-help articles
from sites with vaguely valid names
Tells us that the key to being happy
Is empathizing less with others pain
Poorly cited research as advice
Shriek appeal just gets more clicks
An easy sell to peddle an excuse
It’s okay not to give a shit
Easier to just look at the pictures
With All the trite misspelled text
Positing easily digested wisdom
Free of confusing context
—
Understandable it doesn’t sit right
Traumas like this only in black and white
in film so scratched that it’s barely real
Time gives distance to how it must feel
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4. |
Every
07:05
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Parallel to the subdued shore
A little wall of semi-tires
Sunk halfway in the sand
The couple both in shades of denim
Siting a few feet from the mother
Who walks her son to the market stand
//Every one of the little pixels
In 1560 by 1600
Is a life been direct affected
by what happens in this frame
If the math’s too big to puzzle
And the dots too small to see
Us getting overwhelmed and walking off
Just adds to the shame//
Stickered concrete powerline
Before ornate painted fence
Curb overgrown with wildflowers
Despite improvised repairs
A neighborhood that still homes
Silhoutted parents and their toddler
Man shambling past a bench
Next to the bright red brand new hotel
Along the tree lined walkway
Skateboard beside a wheelchair
Among the well-tagged tenements
Where the buff-paint starts to fade
How many of these pedestrians
Caught midstep in an awkward pose
Expression half censored out
In Times photos reprise their roles
Limbs stiffened and angled askew
Next to home, face on the ground
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Joshua Kirch Massachusetts
Joshua Kirch is a musician and composer who started with guitar, and soon moved to classical guitar and performing in a
guitar trio; really enjoying the range of repertoire (especially the Renaissance pieces) available. This led him to learn the lute and cello.
His compositions mix electronic elements with classical and early music instruments and themes, as well as more standard rock and folk.
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