conspiracy theory

listening to an old phone message
mildly panicing
omg - they're coming now

they're coming here
now
and I'm not ready
not by a long shot

so I call
and I discover that
-yet again technology
has
faked me out!

it was an old message
on a cell phone
which I only partly
understand

I am proud that
I understand
as much as I do
and I can send text messages
and sometimes
     answer the damn thing
     correctly

how quickly
such things become
necessities
AND  now they can
track me
wherever I go!

big brother
will know
when
I go to the store
and buy subversive
toilet paper

big sister will be there
when I buy overpriced
petrol
(which, by the way)
I need to do

the government can be
watching me
when I
walk on the beach

I guess the message here
is
they may be
bored with me
whoever sits there watching
will need coffee
to stay awake

the illuminate
will not be illuminated
-watching me
they will wonder
how I manage
to live
such a boring life

but it is necessary
to be a bit boring
when one practices watching
"Zen Flowers"
in ones life

sometimes
they are in a neighbor's garden
as I take my walk
-for my blood pressure-
sometimes
they are with a friend
in conversation
and I remember
that friends are indeed
flowers

sometimes
I forget them
and I miss them
when they are gone
but it is only, I,
who have left
And I remember
that I
need to remember
to listen
to the flowers
as I go on my way
day to day