Schisautomaton
Schisautomaton
I hear a feather falling
crackling quantum
shift
implosion of diametrical beauty
breaking sunlight
each barb infiltrating fibers of sight
spinning a thousand
years of deception into my temple
in one
psychosomatic second.
Liberty,
Justice, Death
all three are lies
each one a
point on the triangle of Oppression
an ever-open
eye cloned into our patchwork culture
feeding as much as seeing, seething
with the sounds of
OUR gnashing teeth.
The children become
aware and give voice
but the crest of the wave flatlines
long before
reaching shore.
Tectonic shift/History ends
Drowned out
by
Liberty, Justice, Democracy
until all that can be heard are the crickets of the credits.
The audience is long gone.
In fact, they were never listening.
The film
turns into random 1’s and 0’s
devoured
by the cancerous mouth of the past -
Rewritten.
Snakes
strike from calculated clouds of awareness
into the neon-lit neurons of subreality
like misguided lightning bolts in search
of their own desire
uncontrolled thoughts
zig-zagging in endless loops
growing and sowing
seeds
blossoming until they BURST
unable or unwilling to escape the encryption
of the soul
like truth tunneling
the wrong way
in the vibrations of breath.
Daily Digital
Reaffirmation
rejects our consciousness
no matter
how far down we bow to pray;
the silo’s been blown to pieces.
NOW NOW NOW
disregards baseline wisdom
apparatus
like an emotional seesaw
in zero g
random thoughts become
static
disarmed by the
surface reflections
ripping through the
subhuman race
until no way is
up
cognitive distortion
runs constant
through the
soundtrack of faith.
I am unremarkable.
Like a period at the end of a
sentence.
But what would you be without me
A
200,000-word run-on sentence…
A stream of
consciousness without pause??????
Is this what the universe is?
A metacognition
collection
sewn together moment by
moment
formed from the schism
of existence
where black holes are the punctuation
of
life’s clockwork
rebellion.
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