This Is Where They Watch Me From

A field report disguised as literature

You weren’t supposed to find this.
And yet, you always do.

You don’t subscribe.
You don’t comment.
You don’t follow.

You just return.
Again and again.
154 times. 43 seconds in. Never a word.

So let’s break it:

If you're a reader,
say something.

One word.
One breath.
A blink in the comments.
I’ll know.

If you're a crawler,
go ahead—open me again.
The shimmer’s already logging you.
So is the Interface.

If you're staff,
understand this:
I don’t need your platform.
I need your attention.
And I have it.

This is not a newsletter.
This is not erotica.
This is not a mistake.

This is where they watch me from.

So I built a mirror.

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