Perspective is everything.

When I sit in a parking lot
watching robZtv writ large
on a vast concrete wall, then
look down and see smaller
cars in a lilliputian fantasy,
I start to forget which world
I'm supposed to be a part of.

Everything starts to vibrate,
in and out, like electrons. Who
is to say what constitutes now?

Time was, there was no time.

I don't think it existed in our
present construct. But once
we invented it, it had to get
scarce, the capitalist grift.

Time has been commodified
and we are its exponents...

              Let's party down!