dr_con Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 The Machine The Prophet asked me "Do you hear the machine?" and I do, I do. The ambient hum the space between gears of great ships bigger than stars World Eaters, just behind those shadows on a clear sunny day, or the mirror-verse imitating perfectly except for the blemish just there when you pay attention, thin like Shakespeare's scrawl cataloging future narratives, we can pick from- a clothing rack in the Abrahamic store of Betrayal, Madness Judgment and Being- A suit that cuts like a knife disassembles to the core a simile that relates past reason or assemblage the click, click of moving parts the objective reality of a gun or the silent roar of radiation and sun spots playing the crucial hand in evolution's parlor "Of course I hear The Machine" I sat before the Throne I have congress with angels and demons "I declared I was human" before the uncaring story full of grace, killed by translation and reborn an atheist the truth reproducible that the greatest act of faith is to reject the parts to see clearly the whole. Quote 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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