Thermite

Thermite

Thermite. It burns brilliantly in flashes.

Set, mixed properly. Installed to open defenses.

Incinerates rigid stronghold walls.

Precise and compounded, peeling off every known
Reinforcement. We bring it with us to

Reveal
Dangerous
Unknowns.

To tear apart gates and barriers.

To create light in any hostile shadow.

Out of the Pit

Out of the Pit

Flak bombarding frames and jets
Spark explosions in sopwith wrecks
Blinding hailfire from artillery
Splinters biplanes and humility

Fuselage leaking
Petrol spilling
Goggles getting foggy
Gloves gripping groggy

Numb from atmospheric
Whiplash maneuvering G’s
Rising and evading
Planes behind shading

Rising from the fray
Trying to get away
Clearing a path
Turretting ahead wrath

Flying ahead
Towards critical mass
Weaving in the stratosphere
Accelerating auxilary gears

Dashboard and dials rattle
With active defense prattle
Turning and shifting
Dropping and lifting

Windscreen cracks
Switches and pedals
Pushing aerodynamics
With a buzz behind jacks

Never quite getting away
From the tense dogfight fray
Flying up and away
Diving and dodging the fray

This is where
We live and breathe
This is where
We grieve and breach

Until at last
In blinding sunlights
We pursue behind
To thrive in final flight

Surreal Rendezvous

Surreal Rendezvous

Plants poke from precipitating mud
Overlooking the rocky glass plain
Miles away
From any street main

Blow it up in torrential cascades
Flow the grit and synthetic grains
Caught up in mint wind
No destination not at whim

Bitter small chunks swirl in lumps
Crunching against the paint
Tearing it away from the
Stone and brick walls

Stenciled with cans of chemicals
Mixed with solvent serendipity
Here I know I am alive
Hear this, now I know I am alive

Rope Rung Rumblings

Rope Rung Rumblings

I can’t wait to see you
Need to be so near you
I want to be so close
Fearing distance most

Can’t be so far away
I have too much to say
Care so much for you
More than you once knew

We can see the spotlights out there
From on top of the world right here
Searchlight beams never letting go
From a rope ladder aglow below

Took it slow
One rung at a time
Then once we got to the top
We looked at horizons of fallow

So here we stand
At the top of the world
Skyline cityscapes out there
Will never know not to be square

Glare from distance windows
Reflecting strange surreality
Refracting street grid maps
To the clouds under our feet

Clashing with the lightning
Sprouting to concrete summits
Where the rope ladder ends
And where intentions meet

One Hundred Feet

One Hundred Feet

One hundred feet to the
Next plain
One hundred feet to the
Next domain

Another field of crops to harvest
One more garden
A flourishing marvel
To take silver scythes to

The season will be bountiful
The weather has been plentiful
We get up early
To wade through the crops

Swinging our tools
And shearing our charge
Picking flowers
And viny fruit towers

Felling trees and sawing boughs
Crackling branches falling down
With thick and thin lines in the trunks
Looking at the legacy of axe blunts

One hundred feet to one great ring
One hundred feet to fantastic things
One hundred feet to needed rainfall
One hundred feet left to post hoc

Gathering Stages

Gathering Stages

Glass door opens
Bell sounds
Ambient music
Register rounds

Sit down
Lean back
And
Jack in

Enjoy
The caffeine
A burn
Paint peeling

Energized
Revived
To go
Again

Savor
Your energy
Deathwish
Ordered blend

Listen to rhyme
Be serenaded
By singers behind
The microphone

Inhale
Imbibe
Drink up
And revolt

Whispering scents
Simmering sets of
Underground coffeehouses
Jauntily percolating

At this
Place
Where revolution
Is awaiting

Sore Chain

Sore Chain

Cramping
Chained to the source
A demolition ball raw
Turning blue with bruise
As pressure mounts
Threatening to burst

Gurgling
Hard to move
Wanting to writhe
As the opportunity
Rests now sore
And sorely missed

Released now
In a torrent
Of timid
Suppressed
And pent up
Thoughts

Sequitur Sabot Simulant

Sequitur Sabot Simulant

Do you know
What
It means

To see the sky below,
Sea above,
Port rotors limbo

Seeing the
Sharp wing
Lanterns.

Floating in cascades.
Going vertical,
These mercury storms.

Solar wind.
Pulled rails, by
Fractal whales.

Sitting
In the crow’s
Nest,

Spying
With an
Eyeglass,

Perpetuated
On rope and rigging
Masted,

Over
Great walls
Piloted.

Through fjords
And valleys
Steered

Billowing cloud
Fields
Under, sealed.

Fearless into fog.
Captained
Above bogs.

No end
To
Supplies,

No cessation
To
Sailing.

Seeking
The
End.

Wherever,
However,
Whenever

It
May
Arrive.

Glitch Flora

Glitch Flora

A sensual sapling on slope’s summit
Tenderly crested with leaves from it
Sprouting softly from the source
Budding gently by curving hill forms

Glitching and twitching in a garden
Where corrupted flowers are pardoned
It grows, and is nurtured
To achieve its ultimate natures

Twitching as the stem expands
Latent in places with faulty broadband
Red flashes the connection errors
Reflecting blue leaf successors

Awaiting challenge by data packs
Stacking RAM usage in fiber racks
Delayed in gain and byte swells
Binary roots spreading in its well

Where it was hard-wired and tilled
To brilliance rustled and chilled
It floated its blue data as cotton
Tufts of airy and solid red pollen

Tear at the screen organic surfaces
Code strains in the epidermises
Reds and blues streak through
Metal flowers grounded and screwed

Crimson Confetti

Crimson Confetti

Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock

Tick
Sometimes
Tock
We
Tick
Lay out and
Tock
Relocate

Tick
To
Tock
Chasing
Tick
Next
Tock
Pretty

Tick
Iron
Tock
Lung
Tock
Hurts
Megahertz
Ticker
Tape parades
Tock
Ticking made

Ticking
From the last
Tock
First step made
Ticking
Down the clock
Tock
Trying not to boat rock
Ticks
Biting at the stained rocks

Tock
Walking by the bricks
Tick
Burning candle wicks
Tock
Locking
Wax lies
Up

Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Tick

Mock
Keeping secrets down on
Lock
Cursed to want
Tick tocking
‘Round the clock
Walk
Shocking all the lying
Rocks
Until they want to all
Stop

The clock

Our boat won’t rock
No tick is so big
That the ticker tape
Parade
Should just
Stop

Tock

Tick tock
Tick
Tock

Tick

Tock