Lost and Found
If it’s true that in this world
of cell phones, and satellites, and GPS,
of FInd My iPhone and Find My Friends,
location services,
virtual assistants,
and facial recognition,
If it’s true nothing can be truly lost,
then it is true as well that nothing can be found,
Or newly found- no new
discovery around the bend, no new
friend or beautiful stone, or missing piece
that hasn’t already been viewed on YouTube
at least a few times,
no place one could find oneself
that Google hasn’t mapped
or that passing spy cams can’t access–
the eyes that capture, the eyes that trap.
Searching is not the searching of the past.
Clicking fingers, scrolling screens focus, track.
And finding lacks a certain pleasure,
The treasure of found objects
And unexpected art.
Imagine what we’ve lost.
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