The space of silicon ive just eaten
contains 10,000 amplifiers.
our neomayan civilication
bathes in radio-waves, insects-eyes the sun
into 10,000 tapestries
of resistance & distortion, amplification
& personal intent.
The lines of personal intent,
fruitful compression of
random-tuned chemical gymnasts
in limber 5shade lime brocade taiga,
quaver summer limply,
anatonmy of blue pencils numerical code &
cheap ceramic crabs like partial swastikas
on the sand was superhighway,
thumbfit thrownback fibreglass loveknots
sculpting silent inflatable
the synapse needed to make the sky a mirror.
Superhighway do not blend of pulse,
demanding the punishment of gravity & friction,
ecstacy of sudden radical temperature change.