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There’s autonomy in being vulnerable
Why aren't you able to conform, or stand in-line
To pre-packaged a ready meal to generalize care on the go
To the avocado that came from the other side of the planet ‘perfectly ripe just for u’
Of infinite wealth and endless expansion
The truth is that chrono-capitalism is incompatible with crip life
Itself a time-altering parasite
As if we lived just to be exhausted
Between profit and their hollow shell of care
Burning something you can't hold
Capital is a time-parasite
Between the fragile infrastructures and the cold indifference
They were embedded with the concept of ease
Between the rush and the endless hunger
Histories like wounds are stitched in time
But between the price hikes and the quiet despair
I was a body
A body
Lying flat
A world so fast we can’t really exist
Because futures mean to leave us behind
Care shattered, split by time, not worlds nor multiverses
Time frozen for some
Seeking coziness over efficient profits
Our time is disposable all the of time
and the narcissistic logics of neoliberalism
Belonging is at the edge of its collapse
Shattering ableist complacency
Stillness
Adagio tempo, offbeat crip dances with time
Over a crip horizon

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