--for Gregory Sholette, composed 8/2011
You put the dark back in 'dark matter'
Sweet corporate window that closes when we don’t participate,
Take up the pixels code of a different world
Miniatures make their mark and so do stencils
Mimesis of a digital commons just out of view
Like the way we feel controlled even when we make
Something new, express ourselves into freedom’s semblance.
Chris Marker says in Sans Soleil (Sunless), “If they don't see happiness, at least they will see the black”
Which I take to mean that blindness becomes a condition of possibility
For seeing historically,
Like moles borrow in unredeemed soil, that "black leader"
Seeks a prophylactic to the appropriating powers
Which have led to our subterranean despair
At the failure of images to produce totality
Now we quote thought balloons in caves
Now insight becomes its antithesis unawares
Dreaming when we cannot sleep
Waking from the archive again.
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