Self in a Crowd
Identity in a Cloud
the first is recorded by security and insecurity cameras
the second is plucked from written stuff and thoughts
some to be archived
self to be shelved
we are rain and sleet, hail and snow
sometimes even visible enough
to be identified
we are emperors and royalty
with real or imposed pedigree
revered but not remembered by crowds of all sizes
we are in line-ups
discarded playlists
unpinned posters
Not always
But possibly sometimes
kept within a niche
in an arctic crevice
or a molecular
precipice.
ahmet 25 November 2021
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