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The Future Arrives at Midnight


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The Future Arrives at Midnight

 

Midnight Calls

with an instrumentalized voice

a long cacophony of mechanized

sounds imitations anthropomorphized

cuckoos engines anvils drums flutes

sonic serenades letters saying

You are not alone in your

lovelorn loneliness!

 

Not then

but very soon after

the digital replaces

even cold comfort

an analog ‘Tock’

 

Indeed Children

there was a time before

the arrival of our Flatland

Futures even before illicit

lovers met beneath gas

lamps the fickle frivolity

of formal parties suited

for tawdry intrigues

or Steam bellowed

trying to escape

the inevitability

of Hellbound

 

Trains cutting

across simulations

of Civilization shouting

We Stole Fire were chained

to a rock for this? Abuses

of Freedom For a Few

mocks our hard

won divinities

 

Before Abstractions

bound Transcendence

We just knew it was Time

to head to the crossroads

 

Time to

Negotiate with Moments

Make a pact with the Primal Spark

Throw Dice with the Demiurge

Dance and Dream and Frolick

in the liminal space between

the pages of our Books

of Days and Nights

 

To See

and to Know

The Gods of

Silence and Chance

to worship the Purpose

beyond the calculus of Heaven

the fecund algorithms of Earth

 

To seek

the company and community

that flourishes at Three Ante

Meridiem those who consider

Midnight to be a poor country

cousin who watches but will

not enter the Event Horizon

 

No matter

how desolate desperate foolish

Here among the Host having

remembered Dusk sensing

the projections of Dawn

if one pauses or as the

Friends of Buddha

proclaim STOP

 

Indeed stop

without distraction

without the Digitized Self

hypnosis of Me Mine Ours

The badly written and blood

soaked required readings

of economics Give it up!

for a little while

 

Greed’s Gratification

His servile lackeys their grotesques

their self-serving table manners

Privilege! Power! Prosperity!

Without them We can

 

Make love

sit and eat

drink tea wine or

far stranger brews

maybe pure waters

in a simple wooden bowl

sharing the Breath and

the Beat the Absence

will fill us to bursting

 

Obliterating topographies

ontologies of exclusion reminding

us of our animate colleagues and allies

The Ecstatic Company: Particles and their

molecular Palaces architects of our companions

be they Angelic or Demonic be they seen or invisible

if they walk fly crawl preambulate or just respond

to Gravity’s High Priests and their heavy Masses

these original Masons gave form to Life’s Dream

and delineated Death’s Follies with its low jests

and high minded pratfalls giving us purpose

and syntax and grammars for our little

stories a face and a character

to Time’s Unknowable

progress Our Future

 

We digress

That’s how it is waiting for guests

in the wee hours without cultured impositions

Right Wrong try to soothe our fear of the Setting

Will this be the last time? We wonder

Will we recognize the Future when we see it? We fret

Every Thing becomes Everything Chaos

is unadorned and heartbreakingly

beautiful and yet

 

There is

 

A movement

Our Company arises!

 

How could

we forget Rise is necessitated

by Set?

 

The Future

has arrived

once again.

 

Pull up

a chair!

 

Join us

and tell

 

We are

dying to know!

 

thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules.

 

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Reminds me of the breathlessness of "Howl". Loved these gems:

 

We Stole Fire were chained

to a rock for this?

 

before illicit

lovers met beneath gas

lamps

 

Throw Dice with the Demiurge

 

How could

we forget Rise is necessitated

by Set?

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Thank you! Glad you found something of worth in this rant;-) Inspired by misreading an e-mail subject -- The Future Arrives at Midnight ;-) And I spent an hour contemplating what a wonderful poem that would make, decided to ask the sender if I could steal his subject, only to discover it said nothing of the kind;-)

 

Juris

thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules.

 

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I like this. There's so much to savour.. from the mythological and religious connotations, to the humour I found in "the company and community/that flourishes at three Ante/ Meridiem those who consider/ Midnight to be a poor country/ cousin". Much enjoyed... An insomniac. :biggrin:

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Thanks! Yes indeed only from the 3am side of dawn can the rising be truly appreciated;-) Many Thanks!

 

Juris

thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules.

 

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Thank You Barry! Much appreciate the read;-)

 

Juris

thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules.

 

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