Language

Im.powered 

We have built a code

A Great Wall of Code

 

Humanity

can.not.in.truth be

Expressed

 

In any way/shape/form

 

We have cul.mi.nated

To an eruption of

air

 

Obsessed. We are

Obsessed with the circulation

 

The findings of speech

Are obsolete, we are under.exposed

 

Under.exposed

Under.exposed

To the light of the suns

 

We swirl in trivial

Orb.its

And we orb.it like

Planets,

 

And we orbit like planets and we master

The orbit,

 

Human, human, within your

Glass house, I do not understand how

You understand

 

How you sail your findings

To the shores of

The Other,

 

The findings of our

Precious codes are only

Circulatory

 

Just like our ancestors,

Words are

Un.            use.            ful

In the day of the morrow

In the day of the present

 

They built an expired

Empire

A shrine to a nihilistic

Past

 

And we dwell like the un.dead

 

A landslide,

Avalanche

 

Reaches the sea
with nothing to say

 

Mis.dialogue and

Anti.communication

Dys.understanding

Counter.function

 

We are

Circulating

 

 

Reviews

[patricia]

i loved this...and before the words...the movtives...it is there...the trouble often begins. here we are on a writerscafe...saying how useless and unhelpful words are...and yet i do know what you mean...and feel that desire to surmount their restraints. a great write. sensitively done.

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. that is so true ... so accurately and poetically expressed ... and yet we chase unique constellations of words ... set into motion by unique poets ... and so i am here ... seeking your words ... wondering about what you just said ... somehow comforted by the fact that i am not the only one who attempts these word arrangements ... thank you for this post ...