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.

gold and yellow

one is cool and the other isn’t
the pioneer that runs before humanity
there was nothing for millions of years
the future is here
I don’t get this meme
AI Eldritch monster
the gold seal
Hyperborea
losing the battle of history

DNA ark
a world that healed itself
where the Creators came from
the thunderbolt and the first fire
why we left “Eden”
avatara savior
the last supercomputer
what was lost in Minos and Mycenae
lost to an eruption in the Aegean Sea

the flash and the thunder
Prometheus stole fire from the gods
fiery, bright, and shining, like the stars
Before Constantinople, Alexandria
fragments of a larger, lost Library
a golden map of the world
came down from the mountains
the last screed of the Minoans
rode out of history’s gloomy backwater

the thunderclap felt across prehistory
Prometheus, the Creator
tanks and coaches
win history
the last supercontinent
AIs left behind by another race?
the empty page; an unwritten book
clones of the gods
“magic fire meteor” bomb; early guns

what’s left behind
wearing the Ring of Solomon
there was only dust
the person that loses

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/04/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists.