Surveillance Culture

If what’s going on in my head

Is also going on in yours–

Then why are we here, still?

Why aren’t we dead?

Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen

Well, except for the government

And their cameras they put in my

Potatoes. Certainly.

I eat the camera, the camera sees me

Inside and out. The government knows me,

Through and Through.

Why fear surveillance, when

Surveillance is love, helicoptering

Insanity, protective instinct is still better than

Neglect, I think. Maybe not.

Regardless, I shit the camera out.

Nobody needs to know my troubles,


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