datapoem

“Day won’t dawn again in a thousand years,
and what can all our wisdom do about it?

… Trust yourself
to the mountainside. It will take you in.”

– T’ao Ch’ien

—

we have approximations, data
data that

caresses the hounds of certain
ties that

toss about in search of small
fires – we

have approximations that lie
in order to

sound more like real lies      we
have data