The tyranny of coordination
In the dance of simultaneity
Was never waiting for you to conjure
Enslavement to industrialized time.
Scrutinize the tiny cycles of cells,
The precisions of metabolism.
Once things get locked up into a pattern,
The pattern can get locked into others,
And you could be forgiven for thinking
Entropy had been thrown into reverse,
Although this, this, brutally exquisite
Coordination’s the soul of decay.
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