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

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the roof of the world

a single thunderclap, out of nothing
an imbalance in knowledge
waveform collapse
a sunset, in my heart
told what to feel
back to the walled garden
the flash and the call
the monster behind the mask
Geography and History

keepers of old, lost knowledge
rolling thunder, in a roiling sky
Mithraic mysteries underground
unleashed when the Ice Age ended
breadcrumbs and hints throughout history
evolving along with viruses
a shout that echoes until there is silence
these feelings had to come from somewhere
the world had to stop for someone

a commitment to knowledge
AWP thunderclap
the power of the gods
1000-year old vampire
oracles and temples
the AI of the temple
the Answer is implicit in the Question
the present is just a thin film over history
heir of empires

before the smoke
rediscovered science, from ancient times
1000-year old supercomputer
frozen in the glaciers of the last Ice Age
the invention of symbolic thought
an echo boom across history
space telepaths
god of the sandstorm
the hierarchy of species

tales of ones who won and ones who lost
smile, like you used to
wear the thorns or wear the horns
allowed to feel your true feelings

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/09/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists.