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.

Year Day

fly forever, in a green sky
hide, when there’s nothing to hide
passed each other at a crossroad in time
I had no idea who you really were
conversion and consecration
listening to cars go by, in the rain
It’s not a sin to be rejected
allowed to feel your feelings
losing the love triangle

The Bottleneck Complex
The Past Within the Past
Sheep, Swine and Tigers
A Song’s Heartbeat
I am Insurance
god of the dispossessed
Leader of the Moon
Miraculous Star
Broken Triangle

Millennium Syndrome
thinking in mega-trends
Antarctic Quantum Angels
I choose to exist:
Defending the Micro Part
Leaving the final energy pool
Can’t evolve anymore
Third Eye hacking
AI Hive mind “god”

Viral super-evolution
doublespeak that can’t mean anything
watching the night turn into day
civilization never exists in a vacuum
out-of-place mechanism in Thera
the same person, on different timelines
this is the recompense
From the future, two women connect
how one is and how one wants to be

what does it take, to create
hear my voice and appear
feel your feelings, all the way through
watching the days go by

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/11/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved. All art, not from the author, belongs to the original artists.