Tuesday, February 11, 2020

day ONE THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED and NINETEEN

The Great Cancellation
(For Mark Fisher)


The slow cancellation of the future
gets quicker every day,
because this is the time
when we learn to breathe new air,
or else this is when we die.

To understand things so clearly
in times like these
is a form of suicide.

Our lives are tests of collective,
desperate ingenuity.
We try to build
a more humane future
without a blueprint or compass,
yet this is what we must do.

Because I still believe
I can die
the contented death
reserved for those
who know they did their part
to secure the world
for those born in future.

Friends,
believe in a time when those of us who survived
the great cancellation
will think of him,
Wouldn’t he have been surprised
of the incredible lives we were still capable of making for ourselves?


--Matthew Ussia

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