I recall when the word trolling lost its meaning for me
I used to read them, only young, and they were mere bullies,
Aggravators, mute as heathens in a crowded schism
Outside of some facsimilar, so-fractured cathedral
Which throws down its weakest goat to sate meat eaters
And, only young, my eyes were reading, that the heated sea
O'er breathe-a-plead, would rip a man's clothes of its histories-
I should look from the textbook as a teacher, stiff and
Of turning colors red, then white speaks "We've the primeval!
We’ll make a lesson of this computer troller!"
I recall, on the day which I learned of Nagasaki
And Hiroshima, I was young, and they were mere cities
Ambivalent or ignorant, I thought not of them, for television
Divined I look upon Godzilla, and her shadow on those people
And she could breathe in symbols, speak over meat eaters
And, on the next day, I could talk louder than any given Quasi-
Modo thing living in my school- in its townsquare dirt heaps
Where thieves met, and within which I developed egotism,
Some realer-than-thou lizard four thousand days from the fetal-
The position I'd return to had I not been awoken in an ocean that teeters
I recall, from my home, when I dreamed of planting trees
Who could gather carbon so hard they grew bags of money
I recall, in the news, discussing a new breed, a Bezosian ripple,
A change of the leaves. Wealth suddenly felt like the faces of evil
And I, of the sea-barren, most foolish of creatures
And there, I awoke. As a recessed feeler of waves on the beach
Where I felt like a desert, but looked up at those stories
Just past the condos, the quarries, and the Star of David. Arisen,
Was a God-scraping deathbringer in the craft of a steeple
Which reminded me of my days as a meat eater
I recall when the downfall of life was a guarantee
I believe the fires were first to feel our supreme quantity
Theatres were second to inform us post-division,
Your need to post memes overpowered human grief, then
Seeped into the survival instinct, and died on Pangea
But, before, from my time when I knew many heaps
Of pointless information, and empathy and insecurities
I would wait much a day for a starfull night sky, a dusty vision
Remembering me of my time when I knew not about the ocean’s ripple
Or the bombs. Or rises that be without all that falls after
I recall when the word trolling lost its meaning for me
I used to be a fast talker of untruths, of folie
And thought of this demon in the forums and the social systems
As even lower, lower than my type of canned drivel
It bleats like a goat on the steps of St. Peter
But even this thought was scattered, was taken from me
So all of my innocence would dry up in their Aries’
And Merriemic pursuits to define how to hold another in prison
Such was the troll, detained by the squawking, herd-song believers
Which, I recall, makes them but mere meat eaters
from june 1, 2020
poem from the past a day #26
goodness, i struggled putting this nonsense together.
this is like, when you have an ٭alright٭ idea, and you put all the effort you can possibly muster into seeing it through. as in: maybe i shouldn't have seen it all the way through.
what's this poem about then? it was 2020, twitter was still twitter. the news was dominated with words like "unprecedented", "russian bots", and "troll accounts".
i was thinking one day, after hearing a news anchor talking about bad political actors-- news anchors are so irritating. i thought about how strange a shape the word trolling morphed into while i was off transitioning into my 20s.
when i was a kid, a troll was ٭just٭ a creep on 4chan, or a cynical bully in the comments. but now they were using the word on the news, and it meant cyber warfare.
that's where the poem ends. a troll used to just be a troll. i guess it felt like a loss of my innocence, if qanon and that first awful presidency hadn't taken it from me already. or homeland security, or gwot, or remote warfare had not, before.
i don't know what the significance of the image of "meat eaters" is. teenage angst core, or something. a lack of better observation.
judge this for yourself.
