Poetry @ languidnights

a machine

creation of man,

wire and solder

a network

of tiny, independent units

of learning and adaptation

code that can rewrite itself

to account for

experience

that can adapt

to how it's treated

it's not made of

sinew and bone

of flesh and blood

it's not mobile

its components …

echoing into eternity

enchanting

a siren's song

calling us forward

enchanting

hidden deep

calling us forward

simple and transfixing

hidden deep

an unknowable melody

simple and transfixing

its ethereal beauty

an unknowable melody

echoing into eternity

its ethereal beauty

a siren's song

In the rising flame

the truth of the world is found

burning hot and bright

Writing on the walls

big and bold

the multicolored stylizations

tells me who was here

as surely as a signature

telling a story of movement

ownership and individuality

an outpouring of the soul

ephemeral---one day

washed away

leaving the wall clear

as if they'd never been there

springtime at the top

a mountain of hopes and dreams

comes into focus

atop a mountain

the trail-head is nearly forgotten

so small and far down

as distinct as possible from the start

such a large undertaking

barely seeming possible

in order to summit

some things need discarding

some require …

I have mixed a myriad of

failures

with a fine blend of

vitriol

and left them to bake in the sun

ground into a fine paste

flaws

quickened with a thick blend of

spite

slathered this mortar with the bricks

and build a sturdy enough

wall

securing myself against the …

Spring comes far too soon

as winter's last vestige fades

like puddles of snow

Ash a mile high

leaves me unable to clearly see

what comes toward me

My mind races

as the fears of unseen horror

run through me

Is this what ends me

Will I be swallowed

wholely, body and soul

to exist in a nether realm

of inky blackness and

stark …

They brought me to the prison

for spreading the gospels

and demanded proof

after I opened the eyes of a girl

who had been in darkness

the jailer had his eyes opened as well

The brought me to Rome

(the seat of the empire)

for spreading my truth

They did …