Folks often neglect or simply forget—
For all your talk of scrutinizing works
Of art scrutinizing bodies and lives,
And for all your self-conscious awareness
Of what other people may think of you,
Of how the algorithms of machines
Are constantly tracking and predicting
Your fiscally relevant behaviors,
And maybe the political ones, too,
Of little you, your body in your life—
Most of the time, others’ minds are elsewhere
Than on your body, your behaviors, you:
A sleeping / woman is an erotic
thing in many a painting // But / And / you
are sleeping / and no one’s painting / or
writing or looking / You’re sleeping by the
cat. And she’s right. Most of your lives, most of
You, your behaviors, whoever you are,
Whatever you’re doing, right now reading
Us speaking to you about this strange fact,
Amounts to sleeping, unseen, by the cat.
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