There’s a camera on top of the building
Next to this one
And it points
Right at me
I lift up my shirt
And flash it my hairy nipple
Then I give it the finger
It moves with me
Turning as I walk away from it
I had a feeling that it was zooming in on me
Focusing on my ass
I let a fart loose
And just hope
That their audio will pick it up
Whoever ‘they’ are
The ones behind the camera's
I remember when a story came out
About this bar owner
That shared pictures
Of women
Flashing their tits
In this photo booth
That was in the bar
The tit pics got saved to the cloud
And the bar owner
Showed some of his employees
And his friends
You never know
Who is on the other end
Of so many of these camera’s these days
We all have one in our pockets
Every building has one
So many stop lights
So many
Houses
Every
Laptop
These electric cars
So many cameras
Everywhere
Filming
As much as they can
Collecting
Data
Seeing
Patterns
Monitoring us
Making sure
We aren’t doing anything
Too illegal
So that’s why
I flash em
And give em the finger
If they want something to see
I’ll show em something
-C.H.