biting the vampire

magically potent nine tails
quantum being, from another dimension
formulaic mythical genealogy
spirits of the trees and the rivers
in the immediate modern future
an entire world up there, at the top of the earth
history, culture, and geography
an epic age
angel alien god

creative reflections of who you really are
surviving the wreckage of history
make the rest of history come true
byproducts of a quest for immortality
on a ship to an uncertain future
created from the death of a god
The Long Road of Prehistory
smoke resting on the air; hazy room
driving a buggy with no tires on it

Prometheus and Loki; heights, depths
counterfactuals vs. predestination
put a Question to the Answer
clamping down, holding on
disciples of the anti-hero legend
feel like you’re brave or something
I said goodbye
can’t be the hero
something in actuality

the feel of the air, in summer
a blend of Hawaii and India
the one who lost
to be your devoted friend
when we were close
the relationship ends
see in pieces
the first gasp of the modern world
can’t be earnest

who won and who lost
told what it’s not, not what it is
lost to a shadowy prehistory
extinguishing the shout across history

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play the ridge

in the memer age
an inscription, half-erased, on a temple
the luxury of zooming out
like the map of Eurasia
can only be learned in pieces
missing words and audio loops
forgotten sound bites
where do ideas come from
think in full sentences

convenience goods, and economies
the most important thing we can do
first does not always equal best
empires of steel
Mother Demeter
Big solstice energy
the ultimate Answers lost to prehistory
lost beings of the last Ice Age
where you are and when you are

from Scandinavia to the Balkans
roast duck and spiced ham
what they found in the ice
secret societies and lost lands
millions of years until boars, fishhooks
Iron Age Constantinople
Sun deity messiah
Jurchens and Janissaries
the dying and reborn goddess

unsolved mysteries of linguistics
obvious results, without obvious causes
a long time of nothing, until something
The Flying Bike
Exceptionally no
a cosmic waiting game
I am the nade king
empty golf ball planet
keep our economy boiling

looking through the red dot
nade the smoke
final thunderclap; last rain
share the inheritance of the gods

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 6/29/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved.