p-granule

[p-granule]

The Moon is meant to pull on the tide

a push and pull you cannot stop

The stone is meant is be shaped

The sand is meant to erode

The grains are meant to be scattered

Stand in the water and feel the wave

The sand leaving beneath your feet

This time you will not be sucked into the undertow

Kiss the beach goodbye

You will be changed forever.

[p-granule]

greedy gold swillers

on a cold cash pyre

exhausting every last atom to the flame

too invested to notice creeping

hypoxic cyanosis

broken cogs are dead irises glazed in

industrial black

Swallow the Soot!

Everything is Better with Soot!

Fatigue is a design flaw

the solitary sound of a single cog hitting the pile

atop Justice’s decaying corpse plodding

on the separation of head from

body

state

[p-granule]

GPS GPU GPT

the search engine combusts

when there’s no water left to cool

AI eats itself at the tail, 

Ouroboros choking on man-made incoherence

losing glaciers and “perma”frost

and finding them in my books

with birds that are now extinct

World Wide Web 

spun by necrobotic spiders on hydraulics

Carbon emissions until we cease to exist the building block of life will kill us too

and the billions who are collateral

[p-granule]

For Paige.

my path is only projected when you pull me in your planetary orbit

it's you!

the microfragments of space dust and nucleotide bases have rearranged themselves

to make you!

iron soil to oxidize at my breath, I trace down slowly, circling my fingers,

no one hears us when my tongue maps the entire surface making fine cherry regolith

I look at you I am in a solar wind entrapping celestial eyes and body belonging to Venus

the fourth planet pulls me in closer giving me the universe in a breath.

I fell in love with the most beautiful woman. I fell in love with Mars.

[p-granule]

dispersed into the sphere of silence

I will lose my entire blood

bleached bucrania

eldest daughter necrosis

nuclear divisions of maternal shame

I am my own

mother

you called me a monster

I am your first born

Son. 

[p-granule]

Holliday Junction

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