Tagged: button

it takes at least two

it takes at least two
memories to create a
working solenoid

through which we become unlocked
at the push of a button
.
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for every one

for every one
individual resisting
what is, there are one
hundred and one
of the masses
willing to
wear a button
for the resistance

.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: resistance

i am not secure –

i am not secure –
when you are halfway across
the world, everything

moves speedlessly, and i am
still looking for the pause button
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: everything

we serial binge

we serial binge
on one another, not yet
learning how to be
accountable
to our needs.
addiction looks
most like an accidental
next – whether your
finger was or was
not on the button
becomes more and more
inconsequential, two
to six conversations in
.
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the thing that can turn you

the thing that can turn you
into a vegetarian doesn’t look
like much – it is a switch
like any other switch, a
button, a memory, an
unannounced instance.
whatever the circumstance,
the best advice in town is
never give it a name
.
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i lost a button

i lost a button
pushing
the turnstile
to catch
the train
this morning –
such a new
button,
so little
time
.
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you have

you have
absentmindedly
fingered
me all of your
life. i am the second
button from the
top, completely
accessible,
suspended
in a tangle of
loosening

thread, barely
solving the
equation of
holding it
together,
important
but not entirely
irreplaceable
.
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imagination

i lost a button

i lost a button
today. no, not a new
button that comes with
a conceited sort of
disappointment,
but rather
one with an
accompanying
endearment, worn
from use, like dear
button
, or darling
one with a personal
pronoun, one who
dependably held
me together, showed
me off, instilled
confidence –
after all these years
of taking warmth
for granted,
even the morning draft stung
with inescapable despair
when i lost you today
.
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the day man made

the day man made
destruction
as easy
as a push
of a button
and placed
“them”
in a safe
distance
away from
“us,”
at a blink of an
eye, we lost
sight
of our humanity
and even our youngest
hands
could not return
her
to our betrayed
embrace
.
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