Crown

Slowly more and more emerge to face the zombified essentials 

astray on melted streets and meaningless sidewalks. To face the after,

To walk out into the desert of the real, it tricks our cells...  

a song of oscillation, a note, a knotted crown... it tricks our ears.  

The distinction between reality and representation has truly vanished.

A sign of hyper fiats taken to gold limits the crush of rare earth minerals

killing the petrodollar. They pronounce the death of satire and fossil fuels.

A slight beyond postmodernity of late capitalism to a metamodernist manifesto.  

Nothing but the simulacra, the original meaningless. The wind chases me,

A surreality attempts to control the data to control this newfound world. 

I overheard a little one say, daddy, I am half boy and half girl, like god,

a swell of Animus Mundi mixed with charisma comes over, father agreed. 

Stopping the plumped hand from grasping a bee on a pink flower,

a swat. nature abhors waste, sweet magnolia white against the green,

compound eyes of five dimensions, flowers campaign with color.

A swerve moves to the proper distance, reality is a stubborn fantasy, 

stings the air of extinction. A rush back to the unaroused world.  

A swirl of deniers chase the wind, flags of human sacrifice hang

in the air, spring inches up the central plains, Piedmont, Appalachian.

A soak paints it green watered in extra nitrogen. Downunder to winter.

Try to find something to make your eyes shine once a day! Deracinated, 

a state in the infinite storm of the universe rains down, hexagon splinter

the beehive. Be glad sound does not travel through space, across the fabric

a seed in time grows on earth, our sun would be a constant siren. Some midwifery,

Lyrid fireballs blaze. Resonating in perfect fifths a signal from deep space, 

a song blare harmonizes with Elvis. Altogether, I can’t help falling in love... 

MIT scientists have translated the novel coronavirus’ spiked protein,

a structure, into music. tiniest demisemihemidemisemiquaver rest vibration.

a grain of sand, a word in a grain of sand. love, a note connects the finite

to the infinite...become one beyond the flesh of long fingers of spider goddess

astray. a song. a sign. a slight. a surreality. a swell. a swat. a swerve. 

a swirl. a soak. a state. a seed. a song of love. a structure in oscillation.