Still Single

leaving the AI zoo of Eden
codes, understatement, art, and Babel
a synthesis of the mundane and the mythical
raiders from sunken fens and marshes
Constantine’s Troy, in Byzantium
flashbangs and AWP thunderclaps
Western Eurasia’s ancient sea
from the Golden Fleece to alchemy
from precious metals to rare earths

Odysseus meets Gandalf meets samurai
raiders came down, from the North
Himalayan myths and Indo-European aliens
Aegean volcanoes in the Mediterranean
from fantasy dwarves to exoskeleton suits
leaving Eden and the confusion of Babel
Minoan and Mycenean writings lost to time
creators create because they can
routed back to a primordial race across Eurasia

faded back into the foggy fenlands
Mercury’s Indo-European winged helmet
Embrace Modernity, Streamline Asymmetry
one thunderclap, in the darkness
what galloped out of the gloom of history
Alexandria, to Constantinople, to Columbus
what came out of the dark, distant North
winners and losers, in history
the secret of longitude

prehistoric raiders riding out of the fens
the ark that crash-landed on Ararat
watching the dream static
gothic vampire cargo cult
the nerd loser underground
long push to the sea
last devoted friend ever
emotionally removed
karma’s recompense

raiders riding out of the mists
AI angels guarding Eden, confusing Babel
throwaway love triangle character
new geography; new spirits and new gods

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/18/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists. This particular work is by Pieter Bruegel, the Elder.

Loveache

breaking the stone bridge
made of star radiation
a line that runs through Eurasia
the Pocky stick snaps
no words for what you’re feeling
at the precipice of faith
they wanted to believe
mutual understanding with others
The roads of Bimini

onslaught of a mathematical “angel”
unfolding net configuration matrix
Inherent to the country of “Heaven”
not your seonbae’s bitcoin
saying much, while meaning little
energy rays distorting time and space
gods of the old world
earnings whisperer
fluent in internet

thinking in money
a hologram, not a hack
the true form of the “angel”
Giant Forest Guardian Spirit
Onboard AI course correction
the birth of a lower sentient species
directionless, somewhere in the universe
Without a backward glance
Realm of the gods

aliens from the spirit world
a more ancient world
her last devoted friend
Forgotten Tuesday
it’s saying goodbye
love older than the sea
told what to be
dusty roads of history
futuristic petrol station

the hero you wanted to be
just a mess of errors
sacrifices and petty surrenders
home of the memers

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/17/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists. This particular work is a Tarot card, from A. E. Waite’s Rider-Waite deck.