2024-01

quaking in the land of the rising sun
welcoming the west coast into the year
the last lands bid farewell to the old year
going to make this account great again

making it all coalesce into one
hoping to become more charismatic
tacitly burning away the rejects
waiting for this year's trip to the old world

swiftly removing chief references
persisting technical banality
focusing on product and not process
living in several online subplots

creating inversions and diversions
pondering the gulf between tests and tasks
quickly stepped away from the vehicle
observing latticework hypertextures

writing about visiting the great wall
overpandering to pandered pandas
trying to make this poem work for ten years
seems like the script had a delayed backlog

welcome to "intellectual dark web"
celebrating the day with hexagons
reviewing concepts that we oft forget
reviewing old trips ere taking the next

appreciating life's pentameter
facing an immense grid of glass panels
getting random string ending in "kiev"
opting for an increased "pullulation"

swarming with more stray one-lined messages
yelling "there are only two continents"
towering with daring architecture
making up for a lost day yesterday

hoping that there's more beyond the ice wall
preparing for a "sensitive event"?
running this "dead mall" account just for fun
continue to prepare for "the event"

clapping at the sun whenever it sets
thinking about the sensitive event
linking the events to a certain group
sitting on the right side of history

what we value others do not value
riding out the storm, staying home again
taking time off today and tomorrow
lamenting about normies and feces

alluding to a very gauche concept
possibly withdrawal from the "photogram"
asserting sovereignty on telegram
ascending up an abandoned staircase

nearly crashed into another vessel
success measured by output and not likes
hoping for a more organized future
targeting the youth to spread a world view?

shaming them for such dastardly rituals
naming groups who rule the global system?
linking efforts made by elite forces
quietly rendering the lines right here

traversing dark but dimly lit tunnels
feeling a dark sense of impending doom
battling a convoluted test of wits
setting fire to official stories

how is this full of disinformation?
mixing up all of the identities
going unnoticed has advantages
rattling on and on about the dark myths

transcending the need for validity
finding boredom a rare commodity
endlessly talking for hours on end
generating yet another hexagram

inaugurating someone old next year
making this about no one and nothing
getting frantic about the next high tide
splitting hairs about tomorrow's outcomes

mocking instead of just rocking the boat
simply letting the production pile up
following nobody unless followed
taking a break from the endless frenzy

preparing a short poem for tomorrow
running into a long quagmire of sorts
combining hexagrams into epics
engaging in a trying exercise