.
every time a new intersection’s built
around me
it winds up bristling with cameras
omniscient light poles sprout
a cornucopia of eyes spill out
a million robot retinas
recording everyday ephemera
the little things we do in cars
we might not want the world to know about
all snagged, digitized and cast in a
binary log for some bureaucratic lout
to survey
to scrutinize
to get to better know the fireflies
in his jar
.
by Jim Culleny
5/11/13
Blink 