En-crip-ing Time

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In interdependence
Not a short-term one-bed with exhausting prices that never rest, just waits recurse from the next to the next
Their fragility felt
To pre-packaged a ready meal to generalize care on the go
How dare you call us broken, useless, incompatible to Greatness
Of infinite wealth and endless expansion
Of frictionless desire
Conforming life from everything and everyone
Between profit and their hollow shell of care
Chronophagy
Between the fragile infrastructures and the cold indifference
Between endless growth and the cracks we survive in
Frictionless desire
Bodies so perfect that shitting and fucking are mere performances
Histories like wounds are stitched in time
Like trails and paths over bodies
Lying flat
Bending under its own weight
What we call survival is actually a moment when
Persisting past being the "problem"
Cultivating spaces that orients us in terms it could never articulate
Care shattered, split by time, not worlds nor multiverses
Time frozen for some
Temporal inequalities
Seeking coziness over efficient profits
Our time is disposable all the of time
As if liberation could ever arrive from infinite growth
Autonomy
and the narcissistic logics of neoliberalism
The pace of life splintered like glass
Shattering ableist complacency
Stretching like light upon light
Over a crip horizon
- the clouds feeling cozyyyyyy for once