Missed Connections in Portland, OR
Never Question the Data
Never Question the Data
I disappear…
With every errant tear that escapes my tired eyes.
One fake smile at a time.
I’m disappearing right in front of everyone.
I am okay with this.
I just know there are some things I have left to say.
A few last things to do.
At least words are escaping again.
They are not on the lists though.
They are inside…
I think?
Note from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle Finder: There is something so very sad and discouraging about this piece from our Portland poet. I would disagree with them about never questioning the data. The data will show different aspects depending on how it is sliced, and let’s not forget about analyzing the collection mechanisms! The rule, dear poet, should be to never stop questioning the data – don’t take it at face value.
