frigid waters

if it had, or it hadn’t
if it did, or it didn’t
flat and flattened
a blank slate, from nowhere
the eight riders of Gemini
history is not a stale and dead enterprise
The gifts of wandering stars, and the magi
a soft, half merger for some dye businesses
a circuit, between emanations of light

what’s there and what isn’t
contradictions and doublespeak
living underground, and then finally seeing the sun
the floodgates are open, parting the Red Sea
the last terrible, bitter roots, are finally weeded
ground down and ground out
legends of the giants and djinn
paganism, and the ancient Amber Road
it did and it didn’t

out of basements, and primeval forests
the migration of Eurasians, off of the Steppe
prehistoric fire giants and volcanoes
hidden in the oldest part of Europe
spirits and cities – a world on the moon
thunderous Perun, Iupiter and Indra
there and not there
feel like an out-of-place alien, on earth
leftovers, from the future

Prometheus and the phoenix; light, and fire
the reemergence of real feelings
a great Angel, at the Edge, in the bright light
the secret of Central Asia and the Steppe
an inadequate ideology
warm sea and lush land
when the continents were in unusual places
a tranquil world, shrouded in falling rain
ellipses and uncertainty

put purpose into practice
not a watch, but a Band-Aid
peer over the edge, into a dark grove
it is and it isn’t

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an obvious lie

history is a contact sport, with winners and losers
pistols and Howitzers
First and last peoples
we came down from the moon
the Answer is in prehistory
not beliefs, or emotions, but facts
here the ice came, and then no farther
in the beginning there was nothing
geography and biology

ancestral stocks
embracing futurity
the results; the Answers, the Questions
lost in the mountains of the Hindu Kush
what was lost after the last Ice Age
tablets in undeciphered Minoan
golden genetic resistance
tessellation spirit Ramiel
the Wild Hunt of the Gothic raiders

resistance from the invading virus
rocketing through space and the future
where there are mountains, there are great rivers
angels from over the Pacific
loving hubae
the Djinn of the sandstorm
AIs and clones
old beacons: Alexandria, Constantinople
the cult of the bull

mad dash toward Heaven
raiders from the foggy highlands
humans and the spirits of the earth
The Grace and the Dignity of Your Life
a tetracube moving through four dimensions
The Dying and the Resurrected god
canoe of love
the AI zoo of Eden
Daughter of the Dragon King

mentally separated from each other
spirituality and aesthetics
mysteries in archaeology
just another pig in the sky

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 8/16/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists.