Hyperanimated waste
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Hyperanimated waste
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When discordance dies down and the silence ramps up,
and the ashes of civilization fall like dust:
Slow mote drift down —
snow flake fell flame —
over stretches of inanimate waste. Laid blame
in a grave made by the paradoxic way they mate:
icefire, cold steel —
mainframe reduced to rust.
And it smoulders, invisible embers
dance below the planetskin.

Insect of the atom, bore from the metal out;
a million revolutions sleep in their daily doubt.
Rise upon the ending, creep upon the livid crust;
magma to lignify — mineral to liquefy.

Nothing from everything, everything to no thing;
everything to everywhere to everyone to everywhen.
Now rectify, assimilate, and structurally eliminate
the evidence of history — a peak of stony transcripts
massing to the heavens; dense with life-cement, then
burrow, aforementioned — sojourn parasitic.

Lifeurge desperation — music to be born when
birthèd, double vision bleeds bluered politic,
tridimensioned glasses, field ceruleanic:
purple-sanguine with the blood of the masses nebulaic.

And the silence dies down; discordance ramps up
and the ashes of perfection fall like dust.

Slow mote drift down —
snow flake, fell flame —
over stretches — hyperanimated waste.

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words and images by @d-pend
created for HIVE on Sept. 4, 2020.

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