Surveyors Surveilled

Inequality,
Photosynthesis,
And the musician’s
Performance in time
Are appropriate

Historical themes,
Worthy of volumes
For publication.
What is this? Are you
Really so many,

Now, such a great beast,
You can digest this,
All this, yourself, all
Your selves, silicon,
Ink, and quantum spooks?

There’s a vast forest,
Vast but thin, your leaves,
Eating, digesting,
Piling up patterns
Of intricate wastes,

But for all you know
And chew on, you’re still
Minute, each of you,
And all of you, hordes
In odd heaps, singing.