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To See

Your every action’s watched and known.
      Your every spoken word is heard.
A spy is there when you’re alone
       Recording when your burp occurred.

Retreating to a private self,
       In silence now alone you trust.
The camera sees you through its stealth
       But cannot sense your real disgust

For power’s new intrusive toys
       Recording all you say and do,
Delimiting and tainting joys
       And blind to understanding you.
Posted 12/14/13
published as "1994" in Streetlamp, Treetop, Star (Rose Alley Press, 1999)
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