2/7/21

Civilization on the morrow (a poem)

 

Tomorrow when civilization has merged questions

with structures, possibilities and economics

casts of players in concrete

where being and nothingness is a Higgs field

of neglected shadows, cabbages and kings

walking together in triplicate

you can see the disappointment in the faces

lost opportunities, dystopian actualizations, taxes

invasive arrows of outrageous egression

upwardly mobile to the downshaft

outsiders to the inner sanctums

pour themselves together

into mass per volume of renewable stone

molten with turmoil.

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