you become visible, it's o.k. to be unknown.
a, any, dead one
changes tack.
by and by i may learn another way to say
what the fuck, open your fucking eyes!
a tiny woman in a giant sports utility vehicle of
utter oblivion. 
this what
we face:
tiny oblivion,
giant machine.
we got colors no longer found in nature.
we got synthetic perception.
we got our devices do the thinking.
when we sleep we have lost thoughts,
thoughts lost in nature.
we dream of lost color before
our thought killing thought.