Meta-Meme me Into Oblivion

An online monument to hope for an audience of one

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There’s something inviting about the outsize girth of your spirit.

When I see the outside of you, I want to hide inside.

What is a selfie but a visual form of autofiction?

Life doesn’t contain you: You contain it.

I am in awe of your many folds.

Your boldness is as blunt as my bluntness is bold.

No political correctness or assorted hypocrisies.

Tricks and dares versus metrics and snares.

Forward fumbles arouse my curiosity.

I am in awe of your many folds.

Pixels and data packets transmute alienation into love.

An online monument to hope for an audience of one.

The webpage is the stage and our common home.

My eyes witness your fevered dreams:

Human origami, playing poker.

I’m a French-American writer, journalist, and editor now based in the Netherlands. To continue the conversation, follow the bird. For email and everything else, deets in bio.

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